Poem

I never know where the day goes

" I wish it by."

" I wish it by."

Never know how close we get.

"Too close to hope.

Too close to miss."

I look inside these crystal eyes,

I look inside,

layer upon layer.

Your skins too hard to break my dear

and your hearts too soft to take it.

Never in a million years

we've come this far and I'ld like to

make it.

There use to be this church

on top of a hill.

I've placed a few people

there and left them.

I've forgotten about things

I don't normally miss.

Forgotten memories.

Forgotten Bliss.

I am once a dream forgotten

and thats one thing I'ld

like to forget.

We stay here often

You and I

We stay here for the scenes

We stay here making memories

We stay here dreaming dreams.