Wednesday, June 18, 2008

where should i begin


at the moment i felt your skin

at the last day of our sin

in between it all we fell

to a place it knew so well

from a distance it cannot be seen

only always just a dream

if this road takes me away

what will memories hold my sway

castles clouded by old tears

fragile moments held in fear

this my story it has ended

on this love it was depended

and so it goes the book is closing

for now on its only posing

as a riddle in my head

the story loved and you i've said

lost now in pages never read

dont forget me when you go

only forever loved you so