Sunday, 2 November 2008

texture

You're hard. I'm soft
I'm found
You're lost
This love what cost

I was hard before
But I saw much more
Opened up my door
You fell on my floor
This love what cost

It started out
Full of hopeful doubt
But the doubt won out
Now the hope has flown
And you're on my floor
Like you were before
And I close my door

Now I'm hard
Your loss. This love what cost
This love what cost