| Putting it all together (fictional story/song) |
[May. 25th, 2006|11:13 pm] |
These moments we share are the pieces to the puzzle, puzzling as it is this jigsaw makes up our hearts, but you can not force the pieces to fit where they don’t belong, hearts beat but you cant beat the game, two pieces yearning to be a whole but there will always be a whole if you don’t find the right piece, or pieces that seem to always be apart, from end to start there never seemed to be a whole thought, a hole heart that made the minutes fly as the hours beat pass as quickly as a summers rain the past few years all seem in vein when I see your arm intertwined with that of another guy, pieces split, it breaks my heart to see all of our hard work undone but you’re the one who wanted to start it all over, maybe with a do over you could make the picture come out right. Its not right, where there was a we there is only you and me, and no matter how we try you and me wont be we. Its time to do it all again |
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