Thursday, June 12, 2008

My Checkered Vans

It's not like me to worry about things
Especially when they don't concern me
It's a wonder why I cared so much
Only if it pertained to your safety
Maybe it's something to be thought over
Maybe not so much

It would be nice to think you are different
It's nice to know you are that person
Not a doormat
Not an arrogant male
But the person I always wished I could be
Afraid of Nothing

You really could sneak into my window
Tonight if you wish
It would be worth all that distance you speak of
I promise to make it worth what you came for
Not that it would be a challenge
I just long to see your smile.

You're my hour... it will come.

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