It is always someday, never now. I am sick of these endless promises; agreements upon days that will never come. I want to wrap my arms and legs around you, sink my fingernails in and hold on for dear life because I am so scared that at any moment you may just slip away like those who have slipped before you. I will not give way to the questions in my mind, I refuse to apologise for wanting to keep something so very wonderful.
Tuesday, March 1, 2011
Here & Now
It is always someday, never now. I am sick of these endless promises; agreements upon days that will never come. I want to wrap my arms and legs around you, sink my fingernails in and hold on for dear life because I am so scared that at any moment you may just slip away like those who have slipped before you. I will not give way to the questions in my mind, I refuse to apologise for wanting to keep something so very wonderful.
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