Watery eyes gaze up to the sky,
A heart full of hurt,
Mind full of thoughts...things unchanging.
People who make you think,
Sighs fill the air...love untaming.
Hands shaking in the night,
One last sip,
Take you to oblivion...smiles fake.
Longing just to be wanted,
How could you not see,
A mistake she made...that mistake me.
Selfish yearnings cast upon you,
Couldn't see the sunshine...becomes dark way too fast.
Didn't want much,
But, my want was vast,
Just be interested...want me at last.
France won the World Cup and all I got was a lesson in how to chill out - On Sunday I befriended a 20-year-old French kid named Etienne while sitting on the concrete railing of a walkway leading down to the Seine. We were gathere...