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Sep 17, 2006 00:12

Speculate.

Perhaps, if I'm correct in my interpretations---
Perhaps you were right.
Perhaps you won't recognize me.
Perhaps my heart will break each day until you do.
Perhaps you were right about what caught your eye.
Perhaps it was, indeed, my soul.
Perhaps you share it with me.
Perhaps you had to love, and lose just so I could understand.
Perhaps you'll see what true love is one day.
Perhaps you'll forget camoflauge.
Perhaps you'll find the world and give it to me.
Perhaps the place you buried your face will be the beginning of new birth.
Perhaps he will be the most beautiful thing I will ever lay eyes on.
Perhaps he will be used for great things.
Perhaps you will be around.
Perhaps you will not be around.
Perhaps you do love me.
Perhaps you are in love with a story from the past.
Perhaps you will see what pain I go through.
Perhaps you will never see the pain I've gone through.
Perhaps I will tell you all of my darkest secrets one day.
Perhaps you will never ask for them.
Perhaps there will be many more kisses like the one before.
Perhaps you will come home drunk everynight until you find your end.
Perhaps you will never come to our home drunk.
Perhaps we will have a simple wedding.
Perhaps your family will be the only ones there.
Perhaps you fit perfectly while lying next to me.
Perhaps you sleep more sound when sharing the same air as me.
Perhaps I sleep more sound when sharing the same air as you.
Perhaps you will love me.
Perhaps you told me to have patience.
Perhaps you taught me patience.
Perhaps you promised to come around eventually.
Perhaps you will be with her again.
Perhaps my heart will shatter to where it sounds throughout the entire world.
Perhaps you will be the only one not to hear it. 
Perhaps you will not be with her again.
Perhaps my hairs length will never grow past my shoulders.
Perhaps that is only doubt.
Perhaps I will have to look no further when you find me in the beginning.
Perhaps you won't see until I'm out of your reach.
Perhaps that will only be temporary.
Perhaps it will hit you so hard on the day of your awakening.
Perhaps you will tremble and fall to your knees.
Perhaps I will hold you and help you to your feet.
Perhaps you will see me for the first time in a lifetime.
Perhaps you will love me again the way you did.
Perhaps.

The dust has only just began to form crop circles in the carpet.
Sinking. Feeling.
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