Sunday January 22, 2006
Posted by ryanstories in Personal.trackback
again there was you, in a different form
in a natural light,
had i been looking upwards,
i wouldn’t have seen how near you were,
how close i was to wishing
for something that could never be mine,
instead, i rest my face on your shoulder
and wonder why i hadn’t done this before….
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