leo_on_fire
Knowflake Posts: 193
From: Heiskell, TN 37754
Registered: Dec 2004
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posted September 12, 2005 02:15 AM
 
I could take my time
and make my way , do it all right
maybe even see it for what it is
and maybe by then i'll know
for sure that it isn't always it
and it isn't always right
and so what if I can't face my day
and i still want to cry today
I tried to do it and I tried to fix
what I had broken
but you stepped on it and shattered it
and made me weep for it
and I gave you the words
but never gave you the reason to believe
Maybe tomorrow i'll have it back
and maybe tomorrow i'll be strong again
what was I supposed to say
and how was it to know and when you cried that night in your sleep
and i held you so close to me
how was i supposed to know that it was the beginning of the end because you are
trying so hard to be so much stronger than you really are and i can't help that
So what if i did it wrong i'm sorry
i love you and that goofy grin and i would give my world away to see you in it again
and maybe tomorrow i'll know for sure
and maybe tomorrow i'll walk by without having to hide my face from you
or maybe tomorrow you'll stop looking every where but at me when i'm looking at you
That day you held my hand and told me i was a sight how was i supposed to react to that other than the way i did
and how am i supposed to forget the time you bought me pizza and called me hateful in that laughing voice of yours after you pinned me to the floor and i knocked you over
and how can i forget what tomorrow had meant for us when you told me that night be ready for me tomorrow i'll be there as soon as i can
and did you forget or is it still there
and why did your moon have to be in scorpio
maybe tomorrow i'll forgive myself and maybe tomorrow i'll forgive you too
and i'll get tired of not talking to you
and i'll finally push that red button of yours that says KEEP AWAY
and maybe tomorrow i'll be brave enough to give you that leonine confrontation that you secretly wish for
and i'll get tired of seeing it all in your eyes when your face is so masked
Maybe tomorrow it will finally hit me
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love is not love which alters when it alteration finds, or bends with the remover to remove.
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posted September 14, 2005 09:45 PM
