Mar 17, 2012
Mar. 15
and suddenly, in the distance I saw a spark fly overhead like fireworks, but it can't be not in march
we slept side by side, and we really only slept under the stars. well that's a lie; we talked, and kissed once and I'm not sure if I ever drifted off
we said that life wasn't worth living "without a passion" and your eyes spoke of all the passions in the world at that statement while mine remained bottomless
I had hoped that you would've led me out of the cave, and to the light at the end to that 'passion' you spoke so desperately about. instead, with my blind eyes I stumbled in the darkness until I could walk no further.
where ever did you go?
