4am wake up calls & little chatters behind.

Sunday, June 18, 2006

Get those honeystars away from me!

I stopped, cos time won't stop for me.
I walked, cos I had to catch up.
I ran, cos this shit was chasing me away.

~~But now I fly, because I have your wings beneath my wings.~~

& I still can't fly, because you've tied my wings so tight they're starting to bleed.

Stop this already, it's killing me.
Just take those memories away, they are the ones keeping me hanging on.
So thanks for those 10 days, you've given me the stars to play with.
Too bad it had to stay short, but it was good as it lasted.
Now I love honeystars more than I love you, but not more than I loved you.

Remember, that once we had this. & we still have it, if you want it. More than those 4am wake up calls & little chatters behind, the risk-taking runaways to the grandstand, those days you were sure you wanted to be with me. Those days you weren't sure you should be with me. Those walks for hours and empty conversations, those glances I stole when you knew I was. Those 3 glances that brought you closer. The bus rides, the chitter chatter, the smses, your face, my face, ours.

The spaces between my fingers still remain yours to fill

& I'm lovin' it
20:00

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