Withered Souls
Travel Clothes
Pick up and leave
Don’t bother leaving a note
Suitcase packed
I’m ready to run
Ready to forget
this pain that has me undone
You may see
and think therefore you know
But when a heart is ready for love
Sometimes it doesn’t get it
After all you envision
and watch as others move along
while you rest at a standstill
Love becomes untouchable
and fantasy somehow just feels right
-<3-