03.24.09
Last summer
Summertime brought me back to think of those summer-rides we made each night… waiting, nothing but our beating hearts, going far.
Feeling the air on our skin, time passing by, with no looking backs .. just driving away.
Finally, the setting sun says the days is through and so with it the light made shadows fall.We took the map and pointed anywhere so we could start tracing the sun across the sky.
We laughed till we cried… always hard to say goodbye and now we all sit round here in our home town…remembering…
These are times I’ll miss, memories I hope I’ll never forget or let to fade away…
03.16.09
WEAK
I’m STRONG on the surface, but NOT the all way through…
I’ve learned to hide so well, pretending someone else could come and save me … from myself…
03.12.09
Ready to fly away
I miss flying to some place I don’t know… I miss the hours I spent between the clouds… I miss boredom of a 9 hours flight and the terror of being everything alright… I miss the crazy people around me… I miss the sunrise … I miss the thought being 40,000 feet above the ground or the ocean…
