| poetry 196 |
[Aug. 29th, 2009|12:09 am] |
| [ | mood |
| |  restless | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Change - Taylor Swift | ] |
She tells me a story I've never heard
And I begin to cry at the fact that
Such a horrific thing happened and I couldn't be there
I become scared that more things like that will happen
When I'm gone from here
Things that sometimes I feel like could be in my control
Are so far away from it
While I want to leave and see the world,
See something different for a change,
I hate the thought of leaving behind what's meant the most to me
All these years, all these times
Where I've been lost,
I'm leaving behind the things I love the most
Just to continue what's necessary to the rest of my life.
Sometimes I don't want to be angry and sad
I don't want to miss people and places as much as I will,
At this point, I'm not quite sure what choice would make me happier,
If I stayed here and regretted never seeing anything else,
Or going out to where I'm going just to find a difference to compare
But I will not forget the people I have and have had here,
Nor will I hate the people I have there
Simply because the new things are confusing and strange.
I will tough it out for all of their sakes,
And though I watch tears fall down all of their faces,
And I sob myself to sleep tonight,
I still know that we are all connected in the best of ways,
Connected By love and there's nothing I would trade
For the world to feel so cared about,
To know what it feels like to love someone else,
Just this much, even though the only thing I'll be able to
Touch is the photographs of their faces
I can do this, just smile once more for me,
One last kiss,
Farewell. |
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