Friday, November 14, 2008

Possible Death of My Last Real Thing

When we kiss it's like magic

I know we ended and it's tragic

When I let my mind wonder

I can see us under the stars

That famous night where we kiss

Also the exact moment I miss

Holding hands

Yet making no plans

We felt the chemistry

Back in High School

Now we have no time

I now ring to a different chime

I like things that most girls don't

Like football, strip clubs, and porn

I guess that's too much for you to handle

Maybe I am too much of a gamble

We are done for now

But maybe it's for good

I'd have hope in a jar if I could

1 comment:

Eb the Celeb said...

I've read threw a couple posts...

your writing is beautiful...

I am definitely a fan...