luni, 3 august 2009

The Empty Truth

Your presence
dominates my sights
like a dream within a memory
close enough to taste,
to smell,
but like a constant ringing in my ear
never is never too far from near
fantasy will slip away from reality and
I will be lost between
the abstract thought of loving you,
and the empty truth of seeing you from a distance.

- by Cold

0 comentarii: