Tuesday, November 28, 2006

Unattached [Archive: from Sophomore Year 1998/1999]


crying softly
wanting nothing
but to bask in your love
as your love is like the sun
and like all living things
I need to grow

the moonlight lies
as it says
that everything is all right
and in constant cycle
i will be reborn
but to be reborn
into a life without you
would be life scorned
by my heart

Note: Written after conversation with best guy friend re: using taoism as a shitty excuse.

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