Sunday, July 10, 2011

So you say that no one knows how to disappear anymore?

I used to think it was simple
Back when I was 16 -
Just pack my bags and go,
But nothing's ever that easy.
Life throws curve balls and
It never follows your plans
Though no one seems to know
How to follow through with anything
Except you and I, that is -
Fading from each other
Like snow melts from the earth
And leaves fall slowly from trees.
Our colors are changing
And the 800+ miles separating
Us are just becoming a wall;
Eventually not even words will
Be able to cross the distance
Because even language loses its meaning
Somewhere between 14 hours, two states,
And love that knew no bounds and
Then found some that it came to know
All too well.

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