12:01 AM, Is For The Best
Sunday, August 8, 2010
I knew you for just awhile before you left,
you were young and full of happiness,
I wish I could hear you laugh.
And I wonder where you're hanging out,
now that you're somewhere else.
Someplace sweeter, someplace better,
someplace far away from me.
Everything seems different now, bittersweet and funny how things have turned out unexpectedly.
And you notice how I'm counting down all the
days and nights from now,
until the day I see you eventually.
I wish you were a stranger I could disengage.