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I watched her as she stood there- arms bent,
Poised to begin her performance,
as her shoulderblades jutted out;
her back half covered by the shadow from her protruding bones.
That- right there- She stood for everything I wish I could forget.
Happy as I may be now- she stands as the bridge to so many memories I won't ever forget, no matter how hard I try. And her bones ripple under her skin as I remember everything he taught me to be- like beautiful. And I think of those 3 weeks I spent getting up in the morning- knowing in my heart this was some bull shit nothing and I knew it would get me no where fast. Atleast I wish I had known that 5 weeks down the road I'd find myself in the ER taking chunks of glass out of my hand over him.
That new window never looked the same as the old one. There is still a bit of glass on the grass outside, buried in the dirt along with everything I ever thought he was, and I was, and wanted to be, and was never going to be.
And she danced. Oh she danced, like she would never dance again. And sometimes I wish I could have told him he changes me for the better. And I wish I could have kissed him knowing we would never kiss again.
I never told that kid I loved him.
But I did.
Poised to begin her performance,
as her shoulderblades jutted out;
her back half covered by the shadow from her protruding bones.
That- right there- She stood for everything I wish I could forget.
Happy as I may be now- she stands as the bridge to so many memories I won't ever forget, no matter how hard I try. And her bones ripple under her skin as I remember everything he taught me to be- like beautiful. And I think of those 3 weeks I spent getting up in the morning- knowing in my heart this was some bull shit nothing and I knew it would get me no where fast. Atleast I wish I had known that 5 weeks down the road I'd find myself in the ER taking chunks of glass out of my hand over him.
That new window never looked the same as the old one. There is still a bit of glass on the grass outside, buried in the dirt along with everything I ever thought he was, and I was, and wanted to be, and was never going to be.
And she danced. Oh she danced, like she would never dance again. And sometimes I wish I could have told him he changes me for the better. And I wish I could have kissed him knowing we would never kiss again.
I never told that kid I loved him.
But I did.