Thursday, 16 January 2014

Sometimes.

Sometimes I ask too many questions,
sometimes I don't ask enough.
Sometimes I wish I knew more about people and sometimes I wish I knew less.
Sometimes I wish you could know what the whispers of others say, but
sometimes, I wish I could close my ears forever.
Sometimes I get goosebumps from the talent of a young voice and
sometimes I get goosebumps when I think about that night.
Sometimes I think about you and my heart aches,
sometimes my heart aches and then I think of you.
Sometimes I lay in bed and wish to see the stars above me, but
sometimes the stars make me feel tiny, insignificant.
Sometimes I'm alone.
Sometimes I'm alone.
Sometimes you are here, but I am alone.
Sometimes a half,
sometimes a whole.
Sometimes at night and 
sometimes in day, but
always, I feel you with me;
always you are gone;
always you are missing,
always you are found.


(Something I wrote today when I was feeling down.)

Lauren x

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