Thursday, October 6, 2011

I feel like a feather sometimes

Little things can push me over the edge.
I guess that's how this works.
The smallest hint,
I'm over the moon.
I want it so badly.
I have to be patient,
Wait for the right time.
Decisions, decisions.
Time's wasting away, my dear.
I'm sorry,
I love you.

Love,
Sarah @)~

No comments:

Post a Comment

Leave a message at the beep.