Our love is like a crystal glass,
try and hold my hand as the distance attacks,
and we will fight against the pain,
as we are dancing in the rain,
and though I had expected the worst,
you pulled me through with your comfort and words,
held me close, in your arms,
and told things would be fine even though we were far
apart,
living in two different places,
trying to hold your hand,
while you were trying to fill the space,
and I knew,
my heart couldn’t take much of this,
this perpetual bliss,
Our hearts will beat together as one,
try not to act like the race is already run,
'cause we might need time for our hearts to mend,
and we will run, to the end
Monday, 14 September 2009
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