Saturday, June 16, 2012

The Caring

Because I want you
In ways different
Than for what you want me

I am not something you can just put in a drawer.

I'm a messenger, I am free.

I live in night
Surrounding trees.

But still to fall together,
At ease.
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2 comments:

Anonymous said...

I want you for the way you make my heart feel but you only want me for the way I make your body feel.

sometimes I wish I was free from you.

June 18, 2012 at 11:02 PM
Brittany said...

Then choose to be free.

June 19, 2012 at 10:21 AM

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