September 4, 2005
Why?
By: R. A. Cvetich
There they are again
Those stars up in the sky
Shining down so bright
And they’re still wondering why
Why we are not doing
What we always say we’ll do;
Gaze up at them together
And why I’m not with you
Why aren’t you here beside me
This dark and star-filled night?
Why aren’t your arms around me
Holding me so tight?
Why can’t I hear your heartbeat
As I feel my own heart race?
Wishing I could feel you
In this black and lonely place
Why I can’t see your face?
Why do we just resist?
Why can’t I hear you breathe
As I feel your gentle kiss?
Why are we not lying
Under the stars above?
Why don’t I just admit
How deeply I’m in love?
Why aren’t we close together
Why am I not where you are?
I ask myself the same question:
Why am I not in your arms?
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