Monday, December 21, 2009

this place was never the same again
after you came and went
how can you say you meant anything different
to anyone standing alone
on the street with a cigarette
on the first night we met
look to the past
and remember and smile
and maybe tonight
i can breathe for awhile
i'm not in the scene
i think i'm fallin' asleep
but then all that it means is
i'll always be dreaming of you

1 comment:

JMay said...

What a gorgeous header picture you have.

Cute blog :-)