Sunday, August 15, 2010

Blues





Her eyes are blue.
Better than the sky blue.
When I'm blue, they make me feel better.
Because your eyes are apart of you.
When we talk peacefully I feel on top of the world.
We can stand on top of the world together.
Even if I'm not with you, I think about you all the time.
How it would've been if I didn't fuck up.
But from that experience it makes me want to grow up.
Makes the man in me want to show up.
Take you somewhere we can be alone listen to you speak because your voice is so beautiful.
There are so many things I want to do with you.
Hold your hand while we walk, whisper in your ear.
One day you'll be my dear.
Yeah, our future is clear.

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