A place in your heart that will always be there.
A place like home
, but will never compare to the new that is now.
How to go back, just what to do.
A time of dreams
in that little glass house
A time to be sheltered from happiness all around.
Not just a being, but a feeling of calm.
Calamity surrounds, but can't break the glass
the glass that holds you in,
astounds you in it's ability...
to make the outside look so new
maybe the glass is made of rose colored glasses,
then why does looking back tinge it with blue,
a sadness, a lack of hope, for ever going back.
dated: 4 months after leaving Los Gatos