Monday, August 22, 2005

my first real "dead letter" in this dead letter box


Somethin' in your eyes, makes me wanna lose myself
Makes me wanna lose myself, in your arms
There's somethin' in your voice, makes my heart beat fast
Hope this feeling lasts, the rest of my life

Well, if you knew how much this moment means to me
And how long I've waited for your touch
And if you knew how happy you are making me
I never thought that I'd love anyone so much

It feels like home to me, it feels like home to me
It feels like I'm all the way the back where I come from
It feels like home to me, it feels like home to me
It feels like I'm all the way back where I belong
It feels like I'm all the way back where I belong

<3


3 comments:

Sholl Poly said...

But how does one REALLY know where they belong? Maybe where one belongs lies not in the past, but instead lies ahead of us in the future. However, to your credit, I do find the rest of your poem relevant.

Sincerely,
Paul in college

Michael P. said...

You're an idiot.

Sincerely,
Michael in college

Maddie said...

paul in college- one can feel it when they're right where they belong. maybe you just haven't been there yet? o and that's a song, i didn't put who it was by or anything because i figured it was pretty well known and i got distracted. i did write a poem last night though.

michael in college- i dont like you anyways