Wednesday, April 21, 2010

With You.

With You.

You will be the thing that breaks me.
If you won't have me, Life will take me.

Its widowed lover, I shall feel
And its hollow heart will reel
When my quest becomes my steal

And a widower it shall stand
With my broken heart in hand
And the memories of a life I planned

With you.

Written 4.21.10 @ 8:26 PM

No comments:

Post a Comment