Sunday, August 14, 2011

pebble in the vault ( the Fifty Third)

There's this part of me locked away by my mind that wishes I could ask you what this song asks you today and you'd say yes without a hesitation.  But this part also knows that now is not the time no matter how much it wants to.  It knows that we could but its tempered by the rest of me that knows that its just one potential no matter how true it feels.  All this means that its what I see in you, the white dress the tux, the first house, all those things we both want so much but only one of us knows someone who they could have it with.  I hope that theres some part that knows that in you no matter how deaf you are to it and how little you look at it to see it desperately signing...maybe its signing in Russian sign language and you just don't grasp it yet anyways...you'd be interested to know how many "jealous zombies" there are of you even if they don't know your name.


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