The distance between you and me,
is the distance to the sun,
nothing is so hard to reach as a heart gone cold.
Staring into the endless void,
I see the depth of your eyes,
seeing the vacancy of a soul destroyed.
Drunk from a glass not yet full,
made poison by untold lies,
desperation tastes bitter sweet when drunk from the lips of one once loved.
I used to miss you when you were gone,
but now right beside me,
your millions of miles away,
and holding you is like holding nothing,
only ashes and a dream.
achilles_tendencies · Tue Dec 12, 2006 @ 08:41am · 0 Comments |