Monday, December 28, 2015

It is not the first time that this space inside of me has felt a void. Maybe you were just another temporary resident. Buried alive inside my walls, suffocated, knocking frantically so I would open the door and set you free.
You were looking for a home... Mine was just a house...

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Anonymous said...

It is not the first time that this space inside of me has felt a void.
Maybe you just had to move out.
Maybe the home we built between your earth and my sky was too small to keep us both happy.
Maybe the dreams we saw together ran too soon out of time.
Maybe in wishing each other longer lives…we wished each other separate ones.
Maybe our souls intertwined just to tease destiny.
Maybe we built a home together… cuz we were both looking for one.
Maybe you left me a house… cuz you din’t need one anymore.
Maybe you left me buried alive inside its walls, suffocating, knocking frantically…praying you would find me once again and set us free…
Maybe you have gone too far hear me…
Maybe you just had to move out.
Maybe the home we built between your earth and my sky was too small to keep us both happy.
It is not the first time that this space inside of me has felt a void.
But some voids are best left unfilled.

Sherry Italia said...

You know you've gone too far when a part of your heart goes 'Anonymous'

livinlyrics said...

Maybe I just wanted to see if you still recognize me

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