Sunday, August 31, 2008
forget a name with one more drink.
I love the time and in between, the calm inside me in this space where I can breathe
Reaching out and reaching in. Holding out, holding in.
And I'll defend it long as I can be left here to linger in silence
If I chose to, would you try to understand?
If I chose to, would you try to understand?
"say it's not right for you, but it's right for me."
4:44 AM
