three libras

Sep 12, 2004 18:44

where does it all go back? i try to trace my faults, combing through recollections like your fingers through my hair. it could be a million things. it could be nothing at all.

they all lead to nothing. a map to nowhere.

but i can still remember your breath on the back of my neck, singing into my hair. three libras in my head, wiring through my glazed-eyed conciousness. sweet smoke stealing my words.

you don't see me

it was her you wanted to talk to that night when you called, wasn't it? she, the one you were thinking of. she was the one you ran after when she stormed out of the room.

then you had to look at me that way. like you saw right through me. goodbye. take care of yourself with an edge to your voice. couldn't you hear it? it was ringing with finality.

i would have dropped out of your life. i shouldn't have even been there that day you showed up unexpectedly. i pretended you weren't there.

17-Aug-04 04:00 pm
From: **** *******
I c u.

couldn't you see? i pretended you weren't there til you ran your fingers through my hair. hello. i'm sorry.

i thought everything was okay again.

i see you

you don't.

you don't see me.

i just thought you did.
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