Thursday, January 10, 2008 ♥
It's the night that brings forth such random thoughts.
It's the insomnia that causes such feelings to surface.
The countless number of "WHAT IFs".
The endless list of questions looping through my mind.
What is it, I wonder.
Again and again, I ponder.
If it bursts like a bubble,
Will I be left under the rumble?
The rashness beyond reasons,
Will feelings change like the seasons?
The places,
the faces.
The memories,
the diaries.
Irrationality that I cannot fend.
Please God, never let it end.
Copyrighted, Clare. 2008