Wednesday, October 10, 2012

Map Of Fog

When the fog fills in, 
I say what I feel, 
see you in the mess there, 
to touch you is my appeal. 

Want to hold you once, 
that is all I ever want to, 
my life is just a map of fog, 
can't you ever see through. 

Will you ever be there, for, 
I am alone here without you, 
why have you ever not felt, 
like the way I do. 

Thus it seems I am just, 
not more than a friend to you, 
have you ever been alone, 
would you miss me and realize my - love for you.

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