poemranker ::Replying

ReplyTo a comment on trully, madly, deeply by Blindpoetry.

New Life Drug10 Apr 2005

"I'm the grain of sand
Locked in the car
Your the sun burning me
I gotta get out and run for you"

you're in love with someone and you can feel it, you are basically going insane with these feelings and loving/hating every minute of it.