Oh to dress up in your arms

Jul 09, 2014 07:40

The alarm for 7:00 goes off.
Then the 7:30 alarm insists I wake up.

Jokes on them... I've been awake. Staring at a phone that doesn't seem to work anymore. Every now and then she floods my mind. I smile when I think of her. I listen to our playlists because they are all I have left of her.

Now and then she pops onto my social media feeds and I wonder if it has anything to do with me. I read two poems of hers that she posted last night. They were really good. I've learned to stop assuming things are about me. If they are, gosh I wish she would just say those things to me... Instead she sits in silence while my mind goes deaf.

"And all you can do is just wait by the moon
And bleed if it's what she says you oughta do"

- Gaslight Anthem. "Here's looking at you kid"
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