Thursday, March 23, 2006

....


It struck me like a shower of cold cold water.
I fell silent, and as I cried, a rain of sadness fell outside.
As my heart was breaking, you could hear the pieces falling to the floor. You hit me with the hardest of all stones.
The fears of loss, the pain of betrayal, the dissappointment of deceit.
But you tears dried mine, you picked up the pieces, and gave me one of your broken heart. The most sincere tears of them all, the deepest apology I've ever heard, the sweetest surrender; a reason for me to smile. And I will wait, I will cry an ocean, I'll pick up all of the pieces just to get my smile back. I'd rather bleed with cuts of love than live without any scars.
And I will wait for the day when you'll dry the last of our tears with the sweetest kiss.