03 November, 2009 11/03/2009
Oh and they'll name a town after usOde to buddyBecause then, can you feel the tangible distance between us?
Held only by the thin thread of friendship
Holding on to it seems a daunting task, but I do.
If you sever it,
then we shall cease to be.
Oh, of sleepless nights.
How could you expect a feeble apology to mend the damage done?
And yet in my dreams my troubles pursue me
Would you not know?
Would you not feel?
Emtpy, empty.
Because i'd expect something big from you.
