Only the echoes of my mind

Random thoughts on this my so called life.

Thursday, September 02, 2004

Missing you

When do you hold my hand? I long to feel your embrace I miss the sweet touch of your lips. I lay here missing you so... What did I do wrong?
Where did it go wrong
In our daily lives
Running in this rat race
Trying to keep up
Letting the most important person
Slowly slip away.