Sketching myself a heart

I ran away from you
and all I found was me
I'm just a guest in your heart
longing to be free
I look at you with older eyes
different dreams and murky skies
I'm running out of time
your running out on me
I'm running out of hearts
but I will never lose the dream

Submitted by hop on Wed, 2006-06-28 19:43.

This is lovely. I have

This is lovely. I have always loved the way you can write.