the edge of an existensialist universe.

Monday, February 28, 2011

remind me again, why do i love you?
is it your voice, your eyes or the two?
maybe it's just me, and not at all you
remind me love, because i need you to

remind me, once more before you go
the way you make me feel lost in your afterglow
this heart reeks with longing, of you so
if there is a way, a way to truly show

the sun comes, and with it the dawn
once i was lost, but not i'm found
forget me not, my love of one
don't ever let me forget, the way your breathing sound