Lost

by k i k i   Sep 5, 2005


Lost for words,
Nerves growing on me fast.
Tingling emotions, raining inside of me,
A cataract never ending with tears descending.
Past forgotten, the fresh me has arrived,
Decked out, in with the new, out with the old.

Torn up, stitches coming undone,
Scared to move, to speak.
Every move cautious, it could be my last,
With my heart under sudden repair.
Looking back, I changed, so did my love,
But you’re still the only one.

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