Sep 16, 2005 18:29
We came so close like a near miss.
The inevitable cornered us that night.
But we made it out with only superficial injuries.
And I’m sitting here wondering about shape of the moon last night
What had gotten into us?
Because all it took was a silly ring tone to set us afire.
It’s my instinct to curse him,
Your best friend, my one-night in the back of the ski bus
It’s all about how small this earth is.
How much smaller our world is
Where everything is trivial compared to our problems
And we don’t care about the dying people on the other side of
The planet because she stole your boyfriend
I stole you and I think you remember
I wasn’t even trying and I was hoping so badly that I wouldn’t be caught
So that maybe I could walk around with the same saint-like glow
She seems to sport
But I almost lost you last night
Your forehead in your palms-like ‘it’s the only thing that makes sense’
And you kissed me more than you ever have in those minutes
That you flat lined-the nurses ran in and easily revived you
Maybe it was me; I’m hoping it was me.
this is so fucking over.♥♥