Site hosted by Angelfire.com: Build your free website today!

A to Z

 

Separate ways... we took the opposite sides . . .
like the ends of a magnet . . .
hoping to find ourselves . . .
We hurt each other unintentionally.

I am awake in a dream that doesn't seem to end . . .
and I can't bring to mind the taste of your touch.
I hope I could find myself in your arms . . .

As we try to search for our identities . . .
we sometimes forget that we already have most of the important things in the world... genuine happiness.

That's why . . . Just now, I realized . . .
If you just hold me this way . . .
I can turn away . . .

If you just hold me this way . . .
so shall my wild nature fade away . . .

If you're just here . . .
I could have cried and held you so tight . . .

but I if you just hold me this way...

You were there.. at the opposite end of the nostalgia...

And there was me...
wishing that I should have took the other way...

 

Back to Poems

Back to Homepage