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in the past weeks, we've made dollars go miles, & have stretched friendships even further. we've lived without love & existed on a single smile for weeks. we've turned time to gold, & sleep to precious jewels. & all we have to show for it is weary eyes & calloused hands. what happens when we're fighting for things we cannot hold? does the world end? & when you called to tell me you were leaving, you meant you had already left. we danced in circles & the world spun around us & we were alright then. everyone was alright. you said you wanted to die, but we both knew if you waited ten minutes, your pizza would be ready & something good would be on the t.v. so you waited & it never came. & now i'm the one you hate. she saw you; she said you looked good. i remember we looked good on friday nights down the street. i remember the street's names. sometimes i can picture them on the green signs with the trees in the background & the sunny days & i was so happy. can i come back? i'd like to. but i'm scared. i'm scared that one day our lies & our dreams will come back to haunt us & we will wake up to find our legs have been amputated to prevent us from getting anywhere. & if that's what happens, then all we will have left is regrets & the memories of the things & people that got us here. we didn't get each other anywhere but i can still taste you. our best friends never faltered & climbed mountains of understanding & now they lie with us, between the miles of separation. but what if the earth swallows them up because god got word of our sins? we'll be far apart & alone. so i'll paint the town your favourite colour in advance so that you may see it for miles & maybe you won't feel so lonely.