highway

some how you lifted your eyes above,
we move slowly, covering each others eyes
the promises you speak, but hardly made
your stuck in my head and this highway is getting longer

we move forward to home, but we never know
to what distance will grow between
but i'll always know

you tell me to look at the stars
and with my hands in my hair
you cannot remember me anymore
we run faster now, and this distance is growing
it will always grow
and i'll always know

somehow we've come down this road, 
carried ourselves along the riverbed
with what we've done 
and a compass to show us what we've gone through

ingersoll

all my love, you are on fire too, against your lungs

and i against my eye lids

to separate the time

spent away

oh my god, we are on fire too, against the thread

by the very fact too, celebrate the time

spent today

i meet you at the boarder cross

and give up kisses like a winters frost

bundled tight in your over coat, i seen your eyes

through a mount of snow

how come?

and with whats been done and gone, I guess you'll never know. what a way to care and here we are staring at each other, filling our heads with what we've done and a compass to show us what we've gone through. For after all that comfort that found us beneath those trees. I laid so many thoughts of you. Maybe I'm a fool to fall so quickly? for all that time spent away from you, I ran myself thin. Although we did celebrated the days we had. It was hard to keep myself from dreaming that you were here with me. For I still to this day question myself if I'm to blame for this. And even though you claimed it had nothing to do with me.. I still felt as though it did. Is it so hard to look my way now? Saddens me so to watch you walk past me in silence. To see a person I once knew, shared countless hours and memories together, walk past me like I'm a complete stranger. I stared at you, confused, and most utterly insulted to say the least. You probably have no idea how difficult it was for me to watch the person I so deeply cared for walk away and leave my heart on the table with out a single clue to what they done.

I wonder if people think I have an emotional problem from reading my blog. I sound pretty darn clingy and crazy from all my poetry, lyrics and random love notes to boys who i leave nameless. well thats what i think. hopefully readers just think im being an artsy fartsy. whats so wrong with being in love with the thought of being in love?