Post by demosthenes on May 5, 2011 21:58:45 GMT -5
Strangers, we have walked apart
Total irrationality hanging casually
Above our heads
Living in a process of trying to forget
The untraceable, star-filled nights
Our only audience of the stories untold
That tangle and expand this interaction
Feeling the confessions made in my mind.
Of course, the strangers that we are
Remain, and are bound to become
Surveying; charting; mapping just how far
No matter how close we are in sum
Is not all a matter of distance, for
After circumnavigating these possibilities
One thousand times over, why would I want you still
Even when I know love does not make sense?
Total irrationality hanging casually
Above our heads
Living in a process of trying to forget
The untraceable, star-filled nights
Our only audience of the stories untold
That tangle and expand this interaction
Feeling the confessions made in my mind.
Of course, the strangers that we are
Remain, and are bound to become
Surveying; charting; mapping just how far
No matter how close we are in sum
Is not all a matter of distance, for
After circumnavigating these possibilities
One thousand times over, why would I want you still
Even when I know love does not make sense?