Wednesday, January 21, 2009

High Hopes

I miss you most in the morning, when a day without you has just begun.
And all the simple things do nothing, but help the stars chase away the sun.
I know this is hardly what we asked for, but I'll thankfully make it much more.
And even if the dawn goes slowly, another night sleeps; left my own.
And all the pillows - they do nothing. I guess a comfort is with you alone.
I know this is hardly what we asked for, but I'll thankfully make it much more.
I know that I'm nothing. I'm trying to be something. If ever I am, then I...
I promise you'll still be, and you always will be mine. You'll be mine.
- Time and Distance, A Promise


"what if i woke up happy? what if everyday ended better than it started?"


I have a feeling tomorrow (today) is going to start great and end incredible.

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