EMPTY :: Sunday, April 05, 2009, 14:51
"If I count how many times
you've crossed my mind in my entire life,
I'd be lying if I said it was too many
cause you only crossed my mind once,
why? You never left ... "
"Who do you turn to when the only person
who can stop you from crying
is the one who is making you cry?"
I knew from the start......it will be like that
it just ended with a teardrop.......
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth.
Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same.
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I--
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.
I guess.....I'll have to travel this path alone with Papa.........
It all ended in a teardrop. Empty
