i'm afraid i'm never good enough for you
i told you who i really am
hoping that you'll like who i am
but depressingly
you never would
and i never should've opened up
Friday, February 20, 2009
Tuesday, February 17, 2009
spring
let's pop some champagne bottles in the morning
stroll idly in the park
with you wearing a plain white shirt with your favorite cargo shorts
me wearing a springy ivory dress with a small leather purse draping down on the left side of my shoulder
we walk along the river side
passing by couples jogging side by side
looking at little boys running after each other in the soccer field
an afternoon getaway
an ethereal oasis
we walk in the middle of the park
with our blurry silhouettes projected on the dry concrete ground
with turnips on both sides of the sidewalk
tilting slightly away from us
we walk aimlessly from 114th street to central park
without uttering a single word
without letting go of our hands
how i wish time would freeze at this moment
so i would always remember what it feels like
to be young and alive
and
to have you in my life
stroll idly in the park
with you wearing a plain white shirt with your favorite cargo shorts
me wearing a springy ivory dress with a small leather purse draping down on the left side of my shoulder
we walk along the river side
passing by couples jogging side by side
looking at little boys running after each other in the soccer field
an afternoon getaway
an ethereal oasis
we walk in the middle of the park
with our blurry silhouettes projected on the dry concrete ground
with turnips on both sides of the sidewalk
tilting slightly away from us
we walk aimlessly from 114th street to central park
without uttering a single word
without letting go of our hands
how i wish time would freeze at this moment
so i would always remember what it feels like
to be young and alive
and
to have you in my life
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