I wish I'd have died in your arms the last time we were together,

Sunday, August 05, 2007

Well, I thought that we could sit around and talk for hours
about things I couldn't say to you and things that we could never do.
This conversation has had no face
when the words take days,
you can re-write and erase anything.
So tell me all that's needed, caue I don't really want this.
And I'll borrow words from all my favourite paragraphs,
to write about all of these faded things
we hoped would mean the most to me.

Well, I thought that we could sit around and, talk for hours
about things I couldn't say to you
and things that we could never do.

2104h

twenty-three rows behind you

8:57 PM