Saturday, 17 July 2010
02:51:31 PM (GMT)
I long for the days of yesterday where live was simpler and no body was here or
there and we had each other.
These days I stand by you wondering what went wrong, how things got so complicated,
and who are these people that
wander through our lives. I once told you that I have not doubts about us and that we
would last to the end of time.
But now I find myself doubting and praying that my doubts are wrong that our love
will stand for the end of time.
My heart grows tired of these wandering people that they tell lies.
My past ghost smile and loves you with all my heart and knows you are special and
loving. Never to betray
our love to always hold each other and laugh in our old age. The ghost of my past
linger with smiles each time
your come by and longs for your every word. And yet those days past on like phantoms
in the hallway.
I struggle to kill these doubt and push these people away that wander in and out. But
feel as if I'm losing, fading away
into black. But you stand there smiling, waving, and playing, I wonder if you even
know or see me anymore. I reach out to touch
you and your hand touches mine, hope, faith, love seem to find me. And I'm there you
with you again.
The ghost of me just smiles and walk down the hallway. I long for simpler days of