In the thickness of the air that hung between us,
There was you and I, and a choice to make.
To continue on in the madness; or to live our own lives and be happy.
We were never really together…not really.
To this day I still don’t know what draws us close to each other.
I used to believe it was love; Now I think it’s a longing for the familiarity of all this time spent, on a dream that will never be.
J.Rounds (c) 2015 ~Peaces of Me