Nov 09, 2004 22:10
i'm reading this at Mr. LC, i haven't figured out where it came from, but my damn just broke and here THIS came.
I’m crossing off the cities,
The places you lived
This soon may
Mean nothing.
This act,
This pretending to be in love.
Will I remember your room.
Trace the outline of the walls,
Your body.
I’m standing in the doorway
You’re looking at the ceiling
You separate the stars
From the sky.
I’m standing in the doorway
And you’re letting me go.
You’re letting me walk out the door,
Though the gate that separates
The world, your life
And myself, out of it forever
You still trace the outlines
And count each and every last star
Not forgetting that like me,
Even the stars deceive.
Music colored this room.
I was watching you, your smile
Taking notice of the
Way your hair looks
Wet from the shower
The conversation goes in circles
Back to the awkwardness
And a false confidence
That we both had
About the situation.
With the words “I loved you Guinevere”
From your favorite song on repeat
Summer collapses outside your windows
And here I stand, in a doorway,
About to change my plains
If you would just say yes
But time is pulling us away
From this exit,
You from me
Me from this doorway.
I asked, as I left you
Did the stars deceive you,
And you…you just said yes.