It Never Ends

I know i've gone too far

so i ask 

what will you do

with the scars i carved on you

you won't tell me how it hurts

you won't tell me that i'm cruel

but i know i've gone too far

every time i look at you

what if i make a promise

a promise that is true

written in love letters i address to you

but i think i've gone too far

silence kills our laughter

what will you do

with the scars i carved on you

tell me that i'm cruel

let those letters burn

just burn the love i wrote to you

can you see a happy ending

do you find me cruel

for the love i took from you

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October sends wind to rip colorful leaves from the limbs. I rush through changing woods to find a place among half-buried stone where I watch swirling leaves fall. 

I am riding the dirt bike like a cautious bandit, getting better, bolder, and more secure. Maybe next year I'll wend through rippling autumn on a little motorcycle.