Tuesday, December 23, 2008

I'm drowning you out with music
because I dont care what you have to say.
Sometimes when You're around, I just loose it.
And other times I'm begging you to stay.
But now I'm leaving.
Locking the door and keeping the key.
Because you're just so damn color blind
and you dont even care to see.
I hate how complicated this all became,
I hate how simple you pretend it to be.
I hate how you cant see this flame
and how you make me pull out that key.
Because I'm turning off the music now,
I'm finally ready to talk.

1 comment:

Jen's Art said...

this poem reminds me of when bella and edward first met...breathless