If you want to be with me, <br />then be with me. <br />Don't keep looking for something <br />so well hidden <br />even I have lost hold <br />of it's cold fingertips. <br /> <br />If you're searching for perfection, <br />then you're already lost. <br />The Eden, the garden of wonders <br />has long blossomed <br />and died. <br />There lays here nothing beautiful, <br />except truth. <br /> <br />If all you've imagined is me, <br />then where is your mind. <br />I'm broken. <br />I'm lost. <br />I'm burried behind walls <br />so high even I can't escape. <br /> <br />So, let me ask you this... <br />If you want to be with me, <br />then why? <br /> <br />31/03/09<br /><br />Viola Grey<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/if-128/
