Saturday, 19 September 2009

Home.

Where things were once about fate and parallel universes, they are now about luck.

Where there once was a lover, there is now a friend.

Where there was once affection in your voice, there is just impatient hesitation.

Where there once was a lover, there will never be another.

This place is no more.

2 comments:

Fareed said...

Whipped, when had better worshiped
Stoned, when had better atoned.

mehreenkasana said...

If you play Near To You by Fine Frenzy while reading this, it hurts. :)

Opeth still kicks ass though.