October 11, 2010 § 2 Comments
At times, things are over before you say they are.
At times, I say things because that’s what you want to hear
At times, you hear things that you want to hear.
We walk down this path,
Crossing all t(s), dotting all i(s)
We move on.
At times, I ignore you
At times, I forget about you
At times, I just give up
And we continue walking,
Collecting the memories and photos,
We just move on.
All this walking is taking a toll,
I don’t want to fall in some hole.
I want to stray away from the path
I want to chart my own course.
And not move on.