Tuesday, January 21, 2014

Riddled With Lack

Steal my heart
and play it again
and again
but I'll always remember when
I felt like I really knew you
really saw through you
and like maybe you loved me
in your way
not now
in spite of what you say...
so my heart might break
every time I wake
to the reality of where we are
separate, and so far
and riddled with lack
but I'll always take you back.