Tuesday, July 25, 2006

Will you still love me when my life is boring?
Will you still love me when the dullness, set free?
When chaos no longer reigns in my world,
When all that is left is me?

Will your arms still want to hold me,
When I no longer need to be protected?
When all that is left is I,
Will our souls still be connected.

Will ours eyes still speak?
Will our lips still meet?
When the chaos is gone,
And all that is left is me?

2 comments:

Unknown said...

Some days the chaos may be more than the love. Is there all that's left? All that's left is me. And the love. And the chaos. I know not where the world has gone.

Brandy said...

Thank you ladies for your kind words.