Yesterday & Forever
what are we all but the sum of our yesterdays? i was wrong, maybe i could not, not yet, but wait. a thousand words, and none of which are important, breaking into upturned curves, the other half, an hour delayed drops, do they matter, will they could they, existing yet not meaning, meaning yet not of wanting, for things are different now like how they have been different then, i know it to be true yet i fight against reaching out.. if only there is understanding, to dare, to challenge, to say, but it may be too late to counsel or pray, i will never find out, and i will never know, and i can never see, so please, otherwise i..
- the core , the sentimental lover
s t a r m | s t May 24th, 2006
