264 is just a number, nothing more

no regret that we met.

only how we met.





this heart of mine is full of fear

ripped of all i once held dear

and now like the waves that washed my feet

overcome by the strangeness that we did meet

cradled in arms that shivered in brilliance

my own hands shook, a one time chance.

i know that maybe i lost your trust

as soon as i gave you what my mind did lust

but even i, to another i broke promise

to share with you, an oppurtunity not to miss

and though some things should never be forgiven

to forget them would be a much greater sin.



i could only hope, possible pray,

could never repent with what i say

but with your eyes, you bring light

inside, you bring me to a greater height.





07-02-1999

11/30/2001

Posted on 11/30/2001
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