May 07, 2009 23:20
in those years
there was a time when
we walked side by side
and drank for fun
and you looked at me like-
there was a time when
the best sound in the world, my world
was your laughter after three long drags
and I wanted to touch your skin;
there was a time when
I traced your every thought
and you scrutinized my movements
before I even flinched, but
there was a time when
I heard you yell and you
never even knew what I said (we said)
only blinking, empty eyes.
And there was a time when
we walked side by side
and it was so dark out
you held my hand.
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