forty-nine
i know, i said i'd take a break
but i saw this picture and i almost
started crying
it was my spot, at school
where i've gone so many times
to think and cry and just breathe that fucking air
and know that no matter what
i'm happy
and i couldn't help but write about it
i'm so sorry that i can't just be here
and it's so nice to have you around again
i missed you so much; i don't think you even realize
but it's all so bittersweet
because i want to stay and yet
i want to go
and it always comes back to
people versus place
time always wins
i want to count my blessings
believe me; i've tried
but these nights when i can't sleep
i can only think of everything i've left behind
and all that awaits when the leaves start to fall
i'm sorry that i can't just be satisfied
i'm sorry that you know it
but you should remember that i only write
when i'm alone
because when i'm with you
all of this disappears
but i saw this picture and i almost
started crying
it was my spot, at school
where i've gone so many times
to think and cry and just breathe that fucking air
and know that no matter what
i'm happy
and i couldn't help but write about it
i'm so sorry that i can't just be here
and it's so nice to have you around again
i missed you so much; i don't think you even realize
but it's all so bittersweet
because i want to stay and yet
i want to go
and it always comes back to
people versus place
time always wins
i want to count my blessings
believe me; i've tried
but these nights when i can't sleep
i can only think of everything i've left behind
and all that awaits when the leaves start to fall
i'm sorry that i can't just be satisfied
i'm sorry that you know it
but you should remember that i only write
when i'm alone
because when i'm with you
all of this disappears
posted by anna d at 1:51 AM
1 Comments:
I get it
and I understand
and that's important to say
Two galaxies brought me here
but I still feel torn
my heart is in many places
Everyday the world grows larger
this place gets smaller
and pieces of ourselves
are scattered like seeds of home
and love
somedays I stand at the counter
and it's all I can do
to smile and be happy
but I think of the old days
the river, the bridge
axel pete and buckhead
and when we were there
I had just an inkling
of how much greater the world was
than what we knew
and it is
we return here
to remember
to remind ourselves
of where we came from
so we can see
how far we've gone
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