Saturday, August 11, 2012

Note To Self


I re-live yesterday

I watch you slip away.
The pain is still here,

It never disappeared.
Hot like a volcano

Both of us so volatile
We danced around the truth

Until the lies set us free.
Free from destiny

From what we could be
The distance between us

Has grown too much
There’s no going back

To what we had
To what we could be

Living separate lives
Our past has been archived

In the library of love
Another book on the shelf

As another note to self
Hardened by the tears

They soften through the years

The past is the past
There’s no going back

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