~*~...the labyrinth of roads that weave through the cities littered with the hopes of glorious dreamers, limitless mountains that dare us to reach their peaks, endless waves of deserts and flatlands envious of the overbearing sky -- that weave through other lonely empty roads -- are all connected, connecting us. we're all... on an adventure -- destination being each other...~*~







Wednesday, June 3, 2009

Pride

Is it worth it
if it's broken
in places that it shouldn't be

Was it real
or just a heartbreaking
stomach grabbing
God I can feel it
kind of Dream

You're so much bigger
in my memories
than I ever gave you credit for

Is it worth it
if the smell
still lingers here
everywhere we've been
everywhere I still go
even if you never did

If every touch
I've ever felt
from your hands
the brush of fingertips
across my cheek
goosebumps rise on skin

Yes, I still do

Is it worth it
if I said I hate
knowing how you love
how it hurts
like I'm repeatedly
swallowing my pride
swallowing my heart

I can't live in
beautiful lies
no matter how
beautiful the words

If it's all over
if it's all given up
was it worth it?