Feeling his breath on me,
A thousand feet apart
Sensing his heart beat,
so far away from mine
Imagining his hand in mine,
when we've never even touched
Hoping to hear his voice,
saying things that matter
We lose touch, we can't grasp
Reality hurts, when we come crashing down
We stumble and fall, lose control
When there's no hand there to catch us
We hit hard, we may break,
But it all comes down
to the smile on their face
when they say I love you, It'll be ok
Fixing my broken heart,
for yet another beating
Putting my make up on,
to not even be seen
Holding my head up high,
even if you can't respect it
Reaching my arms out wide,
to hold on to it all
We lose touch, we can't grasp
Reality hurts, when we come crashing down
We stumble and fall, lose control
When there's no hand there to catch us
We hit hard, we may break,
But it all comes down
to the smile on their face
when they say I love you, It'll be ok
Oh how complete am I
when I see me through your eyes
How full is my heart
waiting for your call
I'm likely to lose it all
But still I sit here
Cause I can feel your smile
We lose touch, we can't grasp
Reality hurts, when we come crashing down
We stumble and fall, lose control
When there's no hand there to catch us
We hit hard, we may break,
But it all comes down
to the smile on their face
when they say I love you, It'll be ok
I love that smile, It'll all be ok
3 comments:
Thanks for sharing the poem...is it new or old? I'd love to call and chat sometime but I don't have your number or know if there's ever a "good" time to call. Let me know...you still have my e-mail right?
Tell Kurt we said hi! We haven't forgotten about him! Oh, and my Mom thinks he's quite a looker (I'm sure that will turn his face red!)
real nice sarah!!! ok yes curt is a cutie pie!!! i loved your poem too!!! love, jen
Thanks sarah and jenny
The poem is new, it was a spit it out on paper kind of thing at like 8 in the morning. I find myself being a little more reflective of the people around me, and the situations they find themselves in when I write my poetry.
Sarah I don't have your e-mail anymore :( but Kurt, Tim and I are home for the thanksgiving (canadian) weekend. I will give you a call sat or sun evening and i'll give you all my info.
Jenny, I'll be sure to let kurt know you think he's cute, and i'll try to take a picture of the ensuing blushing...hehehe Alot of people think he and Tim look alike...and then that kurt looks more like me. I go around telling people on his dorm floor that I'm his twin. He doesn't like that so much
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