Author: we must reinvent love PM
wasn't meant for one.Rated: Fiction K - English - Poetry - Words: 117 - Reviews: 2 - Favs: 1 - Published: 12-05-09 - id: 2748766
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the breeze chilled each and every hair on my arms
strand by strand they stood at attention, shivering.
but i had to shake off the cold, i had a long walk to go.
each scuff of these cheap shoes drove me insane
i swore each step was saying your name
but i had to think of something new,
everything reminded me of you.
this short road seems longer walking alone
all i had were the birds and the tire groans
how long till i can go back home again?
we can sleep in until the sun rises for work again.
this winter weather wasn't meant for one.
when i get to you, the sun will come.