Tuesday, June 15, 2010


Its winter in the month of June

Life feels like its hit a sand dune

Signs of your teardrops on your last letter

My hearts all wound up and bitter

Joyful sadness, calm madness

Everyday's a state of turbulence

I don’t love you, that’s what you said

But I cant hate you, that’s what lives in my head

Tears drop, but my heart doesn’t stop.

Back in the summer months, I thought it would

My love you took for granted

And this hurts more than ever can be admitted

But from the darkness of this dawn

A stronger me is born

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