Tuesday, December 28, 2010
the cracks of the in-between
and here we stand looking down at the cracks of the in-between. hesitant to fall because i think i've been here with you once before. looking down i only see depths of my sorrow, a life i think i'm suppose to live. if only, catches me once again throws me to remember. there should be no if only(s), there should just be our hands naturally clasped together.