I love my window
November 14th 2007 04:29
[I think I am finally me.
Content in my silence.
I never used to be able to sit in quiet
Maybe it was the thoughts
Scared
But if only I had realised
There was nothing to be scared about
I love my window
I like my spot
In life
In the fight
I question my past
And I shouldn’t
I feel for him
And somehow I don’t know when this will end
Maybe never
Feeling his pain,
As if my own
Is that what love is?
I used to hate it
The extremes
The uncertainties
But the good times
Were better than good
Never could be better
To stay content
Or reach for the stars
Who is there to tell you what to do
Well of course there is always you…
Content in my silence.
I never used to be able to sit in quiet
Maybe it was the thoughts
Scared
But if only I had realised
There was nothing to be scared about
I love my window
I like my spot
In life
In the fight
I question my past
And I shouldn’t
I feel for him
And somehow I don’t know when this will end
Maybe never
Feeling his pain,
As if my own
Is that what love is?
I used to hate it
The extremes
The uncertainties
But the good times
Were better than good
Never could be better
To stay content
Or reach for the stars
Who is there to tell you what to do
Well of course there is always you…
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