Thursday, February 5, 2009
Empty Swing Sets
I look at you, while tears stream down
Lost memories, people, and innocent times.
Swing sets
old doors now closed...
what used to be welcoming instead of unexposed.
swings would sway
laughs would ring throughout the air...
little wispers
tiny hands
old friends
Lost time not able to connect with what could have been.
unchangeable acts
and unresponsible actions
what could I have done...
nothing
nothing at all
I look at you and see what I used to.
I see what I wanted it to be like...
How I used to be.
Why couldn't it just stay the same?
Why was it ment to happen this way?
I abandoned you...
Left without goodbye.
Now, you have abandoned me.
Everyone...
empty swing sets
and
hollow footsteps
old memories left in your presence...
Time...
a mystery, left for only us to find out.
But,the problem is that time goes on even without us involved.
Memories
Memories
Memories...
I wish for you to come to me.
The moments in time that I wish could follow me throughout my years...
throughout my time...
throughout my mystery.
Take me back.
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