baby steps

i can do this.

i can tear my world apart
and put it back together

on my own.

i don't have to forget he who i left
i just have to look forward

but i still see him

there
at the end of the line
i see him at the start
on my right
i see him running alongside
i see him on the bleachers, cheering me on.

so i suppose i'll be alright.

though he's not here anymore
he hasn't really left the one place
where i've kept him safe

.my heart.









"and my wasted heart will love you."
-love actually.



saturday
14/04/2007
2347 hrs