Tuesday, May 18, 2010

Like Always

My hands are empty
because they can't hold yours
not again, not like that, like before

My lips are empty
they can never kiss yours
not again, not like that, like before

My arms are empty
because they can't hold you
not again, not like that, like before

My heart is empty
which doesn't make sense
it's still filled with you
like that, like before, like always...