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By Ali Date: 2008 Jan 07 Comment on this Work [[2008.01.07.09.19.30994]] |
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i miss the way you were, or weren't. perhaps, just the way you seemed to be. ethereal, ephemeral lies to shelter the ugly ghosts, beneath the skin of your charmed smile-- but to risk, i was undone, bewitched by what i thought i loved, and it was a tragedy of my own devices, just a stroll in the dark shades of reason. it was my will, and the only way i'd know what i'd need, when it came to rest on the pretty way you could spin a dream-- one part laughter, the other part lies, but i swallowed every breath, until there was no more air, the room gone cold, the farce fallen hard, and the words-- just a reminder of what i'd done, of what i'd do, for love. and of how foolish the spaces had become. it's just ironic, it's just too bad, it's just... a shame, really: to love what isn't there. |