Wednesday, September 09, 2009
" Delicate. ; 9:54 PM "
09/09/09
How amusing.
When I can't feel you, I have learned to reach out just the same
When I can't hear you, I know you still hear every word I pray
And I want you more than i want to live another day
And as I wait for you, maybe I'm made more faithful
(:
I feel real blunt. I have nothing to talk about. And i know I have lots to say, i'm just in no mood to do so.
Wonder what's gotten into me.
Something's missing,
something's empty.
hmm.