Wednesday, April 18, 2007

Fumbling Away

'So, I fumble and fumble'
I hear her say
'I think about the future
And come what may'

She looks surprised to see me smile
She twitches her fingers lets out a sigh
'Forgive me', but for what?
I only see her Angelic face in my daydreams, my thoughts

She chooses to push me away
To say that she cannot deal with it
I can't let go of her, for its my heart she stole
To let go would be taking out my own soul