I was a writer,
But I have my words locked up so tight.
I put chains and shackles on them,
So I could sleep at night.
I’ve lost the key,
For their sweet release,
And now I live bottled up,
Dazed and day dreamed.
<3
You gave me the key
But I didn’t know what to do
With out you
I stood there not knowing
Staring at your back
As you faded off into the distance
I pondered going after you
But with each step I took
You seemed to fade faster
Until I stood alone
And when you disappeared
I turned the key over in my hand
And upon the back it read
No matter what happens
The distance between us
I will be with you
Forever and always
This always happens to me. Or I’m incredibly angry until I see your face. :/
(Source: youjustinspiredme)
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