Saturday, November 29, 2008

Dress Warm. Sleep Close.

A mix of snow and ice is falling back home. A bitter sweet distraction for the holidays. A perfect chance for silhouette smiles and portrait photographs.

Watched the world pass out at my finger tips. Now I stare at veins bleeding with apathy... counting on the wonder ahead.

What is love if you wouldn't drive through the night just to get back to it? Without you I am just another kid flickering out in the dark.

I still love everything about you that hurts, and the way that it is so warm at the bottom. You're like the songs I wish I heard first. I'm living for dreams that I can't quite remember, but I'll never forget missing you. Smile and lock it away.