Wednesday 8 June 2011

My Sun


So many faces everywhere, yet nobody seems to really care,
You saw me, as I ran from you,
But running has never been so good for me.
You see somehow I ran right into your arms.
That space which is so safe and warm
I’m not sure why, but you always take me back.
Funny how that is.
I fell for you once, and than twice, and now I do it almost daily.
The thought of losing you is so great, tears flow to my eyes.
You see, you have become my sun, with you I grow and bloom
Without you I wither and lose my way.
People always say that I could find another like you,
But when they say that I know that they don’t know you.

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