Rain Keeper
16-03-2008, 04:36 AM
That feeling that everything was working out?
That feeling when the love of your life loved you?
That feeling that you made it an hour, a day, a week, a month, and the point you really stopped counting the time?
That feeling that you were on top of the world and no one but you could stop you?
That feeling when you got an email just to say "hi, I thought of you today"?
That feeling when the sun hit your face and you felt the warmth of nature?
That feeling when you got the call that someone you are close to was coming to see you?
That feeling when warm chocolate chip cookies are chased down by ice cold milk?
That feeling when you use to come here and be happy you could talk with someone you could relate to?
That feeling when threads were nonsense but it made sense to you?
That feeling when the bruises faded and you didnt have to cover your eyes?
That feeling of security and trust?
That feeling you felt when you looked at yourself and didnt recognized the beautiful person staring at you in the mirror?
I miss that good time feeling.
My stepping stones are turning into stumbling blocks.
My feelings certainly have faded concering all aspects of life.
Living in the Rain where no one see my tears,
Rain
That feeling when the love of your life loved you?
That feeling that you made it an hour, a day, a week, a month, and the point you really stopped counting the time?
That feeling that you were on top of the world and no one but you could stop you?
That feeling when you got an email just to say "hi, I thought of you today"?
That feeling when the sun hit your face and you felt the warmth of nature?
That feeling when you got the call that someone you are close to was coming to see you?
That feeling when warm chocolate chip cookies are chased down by ice cold milk?
That feeling when you use to come here and be happy you could talk with someone you could relate to?
That feeling when threads were nonsense but it made sense to you?
That feeling when the bruises faded and you didnt have to cover your eyes?
That feeling of security and trust?
That feeling you felt when you looked at yourself and didnt recognized the beautiful person staring at you in the mirror?
I miss that good time feeling.
My stepping stones are turning into stumbling blocks.
My feelings certainly have faded concering all aspects of life.
Living in the Rain where no one see my tears,
Rain