Tuesday, October 19, 2010


I can see where you're hiding.
And it's no longer a secret.
I stumbled across the depths of an empty ocean,
waiting for nothing to emerge,
but expecting something like a tidal wave- to sweep me off my feet, fly me away.
Even when I knew there was nothing,
I still hoped for something.
I guess that's what keeps us going, is hoping,
even when we know there is no reason to hope.

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