Your smiles and laughter are all that I need.
The love within this little seed.
And somehow you remind me of me.
Please don't leave.
I never was one to stay out my welcome,
or to wear it as some so plain do.
I hid my heart in a bucket of emotion
and expected you to sift through the goo.
Why would you?
To what purpose is this heart,
if not so easily broken?
To what future should we dream,
if the past has not yet been spoken?
I close my eyes and try so hard
to remember what it was like.
And yet I know somehow that this dream is not mine.
