I hold my hand to the fire…

Scared

He waited.

He didn’t know why he was waiting. He didn’t know what he was waiting for. But he was sure he had to.

One night, after a thousand nights of empty dreams, he dreamt of a girl with dark, glittering eyes and long brown hair who stood very close to him in the darkness of a rooftop, an unknown city’s shadows spreading away in the night.

She stood close, saying nothing and he could feel her breathing as though she were pressed against him.

Half a moon looked through clouds whose fingers glowed and spread across the bleary stars. On the rooftop, in the shadows, nothing moved but the girl and she barely moved.

Just that…

He couldn’t remember anything more from the dream.

Night after night he thought about that dream, hoping, maybe, to find his way back to it.

A thousand more nights of waiting for a dream that might never come again…

Scared

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Scared

don’t know what to do about you
I didn’t know that I could still be scared
empty dreams night after night
afraid that you’ll never be there

I could give myself to love
but love would only break my heart
I could give my world to you
but you would tear that little world apart

One day I looked at myself
and then I began again
I built it up and I tore it down
and I won’t do that again

I could give myself to love…

every time I hear I’m doing all right
I know that I’m living a lie
every time that I feel myself start to slip
I hold my hand to the fire

I could give myself to love
but love would only break my heart
I could give my world to you
but you would tear that little world apart

(C)2007, TK Major

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  1. Anonymous

    I wish you always in your heart like the chime of silver bells the rapture and rhapsody of love whose magic gives meaning to the rythm of life – Kay Wissinger

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