Waiting patiently yet frantically for a sign.
Silently wondering where you are,
To where have you disappeared to?
Have you chosen to leave without saying a word?
Did you decide to place me in an old box called the past?
Or am I simply wondering too much in silence?
I miss you,
But I won't tell you so.
I'll just continue with my silent wondering.
=)
I've gotta say goodbye, to the pieces of me that have already died.
Listening to : Ingrid Michaelson - Ghost
That empty seat |
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