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Looking back in time.
Monday, March 2, 2009

I didn't get it did i? The full extend of time. How long and how much is years? Yes it hit. Measuring time to age and I tell myself not to look down at what I'm wearing and who I've become. It's not that I'm growing old I just refuse to grow up and let go. Or simply, just move on that I must say. Its all too sudden to accept.

I lived on songs that created portals to bring me through time to the girl that I was and the shadow of what you were. That was how I did it to put you on replay and I on hold. The room, different times. Alcohol didn't work nor the smoke to clear the haze. Rather I saw you clearly for the first time. Closer to the grave you don't remember me or why I was there. I miss the ghost of our youths. Too many times we've died there.

More of I've missed the times we shared and the love we gave. The million tears that I've shed. The scar you've left behind. Its all linked up to form this unforgettable memory.

- Vanessa, I miss you.

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