Sunday, December 5, 2010

Hey You

I'm trying to find you,
I'm trying to know
Who you are.

I wish I knew if you felt the same.
You talk to me, and you heal me.

Everything you say, hits a trigger.

And I wonder if it could mean anything.

I wonder how you wonder.
I wonder how you think, how you feel, how you hurt.

Do we think the same?
Do we feel the same?

Do I help you, how you help me?

Either way, it doesn't matter because you're leaving..

Just like everyone else, you will be gone
You will be vanished.

I don't know how I'll feel,
But I know I'll be missing you.

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