The Art of Conversation
i speak as if you were listening. a conversation can confuse and a smile can mean so many things that cannot be said. this slumber is so peaceful and i want it to last forever. i am dreaming in your arms and in your arms i am forever but nothing can last forever.
the first time i felt this nothing i was in your arms. your arms surround me and you owe me. i speak as if you were listening and you smile. my mouth is full of lies and we all lie. a broken heart is something you cannot mend and you cannot mend my broken heart.