Friday, May 29, 2009

a hard way to fall.

Yeah, baby I've gotta tell ya...
You were never one of those "predictable" people.
I never guessed your next move.
And now that you're gone, I'm sitting here
And hoping that you'll call me,
Or just write to me, now that you're away.

Now that you're gone....
Don't leave me hanging here.
This is a hard way to fall.
This is a hard way to fall....

And maybe I should let you know
That sometimes when I hear our song
I still look back and smile at the memories.
And it's not like I can't got over you
It's just that.... I don't want to. No.
I never thought you would still be gone by now.

Now that you're gone....
Don't leave me hanging here.
This is a hard way to fall.
This is a hard way to fall.

And I guess it'll never be the way
It was before.
But I can't seem to make these feelings
Right now.
This is a hard way to fall.

- Tuesday Taylor

broken glass.

Sometimes I wish I could run away. Not that running would help. It’s not that it’s so hard to endure, only that I know it would be easier to want to.

Was that what you wanted from me? Just to knock at my dark iron gates in hopes that I would open up and let you look inside? Was the light too bright when you were standing on the outside looking in? Did it blind you? Is that why you shirked away at such an undeniable speed?

I’m sorry.

I’m sorry that I’m not as cold as you expected. But I’ll bet you didn’t know that you where the one feeding the light that blinded you in the first place. It didn’t take more than a moment after you had gone away for that fire to dim a little. Even now it is no more than a small, but hopeful glow.

Just know that I will never blame you. Sometimes I wish I were as naïve as you believe me to me, but even I know that I will need someone stronger to tame this beast.