Whether
when will i see you? will it be in a day when all the rain has dried away? will it be when the
clouds move and i see that the sky is still blue? i hope it is soon. because my dreams are
getting blurry, all my colors are blending. your hair is getting shorter and your eyes seem
lighter. you're becoming this person that i don't want to see. i want my you back. i want to
see that you are still you and not just a voice with a body in my imagination.
Copyright © Jackson Wood | Year Posted 2010
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