i drove down dirty streets tonite, looking for something pure. something true. there are pieces of me that i know i will never get back. pieces of me have been lost to love, to life. lost somewhere on those hot, black top streets.
i can't give forever & i can't promise tomorrow. i can laugh & i can cry, but i can't kiss soft lips goodbye. again.
written on 2003-07-04 at 11:34 p.m.
she / lost