Do you know a place where we could go?
Where strangers smile at stories they don’t know.
And questions go unasked.
And we don’t have to say goodbye.
I’ll wait and watch you go. And come when its right.
It isn’t right if it’s not with you.
Everyday is one day closer…
And in between won’t last forever.
Strong doesn’t mean things never break.
I feel like my soul lies in pieces.
And they talk like they know something I don’t.
But if they did, they wouldn’t say a word.
While you’re gone find what is real,
there is a truth for you to discover.
One that is yours alone to fight with and understand.
And know that I am coming.
You’re the only face I see in the crowd.
The only place my thoughts can speak out loud.
blair Roberts Said:
on January 15, 2008 at 6:15 pm
hey carly,
i wish i had something profound to say, but i got nothing.
that is a beautiful poem. thanks for sharing.
blair