Tangent_Genius (![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} tangent_genius) wrote,@ 2005-09-06 16:08:00 |
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Ocean Goodbye
I'm almost done packing my bag for the trip and I've been cleaning my room. I found an old poem that somewhat fits me leaving, and since I found it in the process of leaving, I'm going to post it. No one reads my journal anymore anyway.
I was out on a boat
Out on the ocean
Thinking about you
About how I missed you
The tide was lowering
The boat touching ground
I stepped out onto the water
My knees above sea level
Is this how he did it?
Is this how god walked?
This time I’ll stand still
With nowhere to go
The boat has drifted away
With the water now rising
To the two little bumps
Above my upper lip
The salt tastes like kissing you
When you were afraid
Afraid of me leaving you
And now I’m gone
I'm almost done packing my bag for the trip and I've been cleaning my room. I found an old poem that somewhat fits me leaving, and since I found it in the process of leaving, I'm going to post it. No one reads my journal anymore anyway.
I was out on a boat
Out on the ocean
Thinking about you
About how I missed you
The tide was lowering
The boat touching ground
I stepped out onto the water
My knees above sea level
Is this how he did it?
Is this how god walked?
This time I’ll stand still
With nowhere to go
The boat has drifted away
With the water now rising
To the two little bumps
Above my upper lip
The salt tastes like kissing you
When you were afraid
Afraid of me leaving you
And now I’m gone
