Wednesday, December 29, 2004

Dreams of her

She'll be gone again by now,
I feel like such a fool.
I let her get away,
what else could I do?

I knew she'd be gone by now,
knew I had to tell her what I knew.
Knew she'd get away again,
knew what I had to do.

I should've told her how I felt,
I knew exactly what to say.
Should've told her then,
before it was too late.

Then she would have know how I felt,
what I always wanted to say.
But now it's too late,
because the girl that I love,
has once again, gone away.
And my dreams of her,
are no longer comforting.

Thursday, December 23, 2004

In the moonlight!

In your presence, I think of nothing but you.
And after we meet, all I can think of is you.
Thoughts of what was said, and what wasn't.
What you were wearing, how you did your makeup.

I thought I was over you,
thought that I might never see you again.
You'd gone away, where I didn't know.
You hadn't replied to my e-mails.
So I thought you would never know,
how much I cared about you.
The things that I felt, that I still feel.

Now I know why, but it doesn't help.
I still don't think you know how I felt.
The way that I feel, about you, about us.

It's late, and I want to meet you again.
Maybe I'll take I walk tonight,
maybe we'll meet in the moonlight.

It's almost christmas.

Suddenly awake, I realize what day it is.
I jump out of bed, Wide awake and excited.
I begin running towards the main room,
where our christmas tree sits.

I stub my foot, trip on a toy,
fall flat on my face, landing on more.
Then my eyes light up with great suprise.

The christmas tree is gone, wraping paper all over the floor.
The window is smashed out, glass all over the floor.
I begin to cry, as I lay on the floor.

Then I remember, with horror in my eyes,
What I told santa, when we went and visited him at the mall.

I told him he was fake, that christmas wasn't real.
That it was stupied and it was something I didn't really need.

Now he's taken everything, and you now what that means.
Santa Clause is real, you don't have to believe,
and if you tell him he isn't, he gets real mean.
Then he'll take back everything!

Saturday, December 11, 2004

I just want my freind back.

It's been a while,
since I've seen you last.
In the end we disagreed,
I'd said you'd changed.
Maybe so,
but that was then.

I haven't seen you in a while,
wouldn't know what you looked like now.
But I'd know it was you,
and I'd smile inside.

I'd like to smile now,
but instead I'm crying.
I haven't seen you in a while,
and I don't think I'll ever see you again.
By the Power vested in me.
I have a dream.
What's Montague?

This man, and this woman.
A dream that people of all colors.
Nor any other part belonging to a man.

You may now kiss the bride.
Will live in peace.
Would sound as sweet.

Wednesday, December 8, 2004

On this night.

It's all here,
it's been here all along.
The answers I seek,
Everything I ever wanted,
All within reach,
Right under my nose,
Placed right at my feet,
Here for the taking,
But in my grasp it fades away.
My time has not come,
for my answers to be revealed.

To my Sweetheart

Long kisses from Sunset till Dawn.
Lust transforms into Love.
She barks like a dog.
Wish I was a Toad,
and she'd give me a Kiss.
Then I could turn into her Magical Prince.
Make out from Dawn till Dust,
Yvonne is my Sweetheart,
just for Pretend.