Thursday, March 16, 2006
Try my hand at poetry
Since when did I start looking into the night sky, wishing on a star to see a smile? Staring up the velvet curtains, thinking that if I was worthless, I'd know that there was still something to hold on to.
I long to be in love, alas, it's illegal.
Like that's going to stop me.
I'm starting to realize that I don't need you, but I cherish you.
Gavin
pondered @ 22:06
