Monday, 12 November 2012

Watching the clock that's ticking away my time

How long has it been?
Everything seemed so vague, like it never happened.
How long does it take for memories to fade? Waking up from dreams might just be the same
I barely remember the look in your eyes, the unknown smile you put on and almost everything.
Learning the proper way to say goodbye, to separate desire and reality. To live my life, but not to dream about life.
HE IS THE PLACE TO DREAM BUT NOT THE PLACE TO LIVE.

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