Thursday, June 24, 2010




How I wish, how I wish you were here.
We're just two lost souls swimming                 in          
              a  
          fish bowl,
                  year after year

Because the things you say and the things you do surround me                  
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                            
      
While you were hanging yourself on someone else's words
Dying to believe in what you heard
I was staring straight into the shining sun
    



I love balconies. Let you almost grasp. Linger lost on the edge of epiphany.

I've found a tiny bit of happiness. It's kind of surreal when things actually happen the way they were supposed to. Not very rational, but something Did give. : )

5 comments:

Ravindra Merthi said...

hanging in balcony is one of d bst timepass in the eve. No matter the lines r distorted here the touchness is gr8.

Ravindra Merthi said...

btw the post just below is a ciphered one!!!
u worked for FBI in canada?

Trisha said...

oh, i love that old balcony with the ivy <3

Tangled up in blue... said...

I love em too..its like being in a place where the wide open of the great outside communes with the familiar comfort of the inside..and my, what a sunset that one! I really envy whoever it is that owns that place..

R said...

@TR- Romeo and Juliet balcony.
@TUIB- same, same :)
@RM- Haha no, tho that Would be interesting