What more wrong can I do?
What more pain can I cause you?
...and what shall be the extent of our lies?
I loved where we were headed to...
...and I was beginning to believe in myself.
Yes, I stayed up all night praying for you
but I didn’t know...
...you want me to stay up for another million nights
and you want to sleep in this noise of my thoughts
where the distance is measured in light years
where my fingers cannot touch my silence
and where you expect me,
...to keep shouting with my unspoken words
while I dream that I may find God,
and when I do find him, I ask him for only you;
other times, I am wandering in my sleep without purpose.
So tell me, what wrong have I done to you,
when my words cannot even touch you?
04 October 2008
