she stands silently by the dock, clenching the sleeves of her jacket wishing for the impossible.
hollow, empty, just another person that exists in this lonesome world.
clouds above the shore fade into the distance, grow darker with time. somedays she feels like the clouds in the sky. glowing into the crowd, making the stars around the horizon come to life; or in depth..turn black and burn out with the rest.
holding close to the ones that mean most, she swollows the regrets she longs to hold back.
yet, she feels those people slip away, out of her reach, these people she can't keep.
closing the blinds, shutting out the light, breathing in the shimmer of night...she resists.
reaching out to catch, to touch, to feel this creature, maybe shell think twice.
when something so beautiful isn't yours to feel, you remind yourself of the things in life that you have that are real.
a touch of passion, this need that youve strived for isn't going to happen.
green fields of hope, kisses of sorrow, sweet creature, just begging for one more tomorrow.
unclench you worries that you wear on your sleeve, brown eyes will be back before you leave.
when all the hopes that you have are gone, these worries will become the chords of a tune in your song.
dont erase, wash visions of green eyes from your face.
i leave you, just so you can take my place.