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How World's Collide

We hold two different
Conceptions of love.

You just stare at me,
Seeing nothing at all.
Not knowing the truth
About what we mean to one another.

Both of us remain silent,
Looking in our separate corners,
Not wanting to share our insecurities,
Our secrets, our passions for life.

I'd rather drown my sorrows,
Holding a whiskey bottle,
Than to become cold.
I don't ever want to feel like
Just another warm heart,
That's frozen over.

You aren't the love that I deserve.
Ever since you stumbled into my world,
You lost your wings...
Tossing your halo aside.

When the conception of what love is,
Is different,
What is to become of this odd mix
Between two worlds that have collided?

No matter what becomes of us
Always know... "I love you."

Fiesty
4/4/01

Never give up on love. Always keep the candle burning. There's not enough love in this world as it is.