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December 24, 2010
I slept in late. I had no reason to get up. I thought about you, I thought about me and then I realised it was just a dream.
Once I pulled myself from the warmth I was greeted with a sad face. it sat. It made polite conversation. Then it asked.
The face said we were drifting.
I was being selfish.
Clearing the air for Christmas.
I have always been drifting, I built that boat for a reason.
To search for someone to trust me.
As I drift. I dont regret.
That sad face had there chance. I sail forever.