Thursday, May 07, 2009

Will it? Will you? Will I?

Tell me it’ll be okay.
It’s been a while since I felt this way.
Now that it’s come,
this feeling, it just won’t go.
There’s a reservoir being held at bay.
I need a hug
and a carefree soar.
Weighed down by too much
and then some more.
Promises are just fine,
Expectations are alright.
It’s their gap from the heart
That’s making it all sore.

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