a song of anticipation
follows black leather footsteps
seconded by the pitter-pattering of a fist-sized machine.
i am jailed by your memory
these sparks of sunlight and walls of scented smoke and brownwood-rimmed picture frames
of evening coffee stains and cherry lip gloss
rent spaces at the back of my head.
eventually this present becomes a cage
and i , a restless bird fearing flight,
am longing instead to return
and rest in the warmth of your embrace
follows black leather footsteps
seconded by the pitter-pattering of a fist-sized machine.
i am jailed by your memory
these sparks of sunlight and walls of scented smoke and brownwood-rimmed picture frames
of evening coffee stains and cherry lip gloss
rent spaces at the back of my head.
eventually this present becomes a cage
and i , a restless bird fearing flight,
am longing instead to return
and rest in the warmth of your embrace
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I’m dying inside
11/15/07 Seeing your picture,
makes me insane,
i miss you so much,
i feel so much pain.
I remember what it was like,
to be with you,
not a care in the world,
there was nothing i'd rather do.
Now I'm left,
with a broken heart,
waiting for you,
to tear my world apart.
You damaged every bit of me,
now i'm so weak,
to the point where,
i can't even speak.
I miss you,
i miss every part,
i miss your warm body next to mine,
what next to shatter or tear apart ?
Sure i miss your smile,
but i miss mine too,
what's it gonna take,
to get you back ?
