not long gone
By St Alcohol
i debated staring at the screen and letting my love leave it's own mark but it doesn't type it just loves and in much the same way we wake alone we come screaming kicking into this world the house was alone it was empty, it knew the future all it wanted was her proximity no need for a fire save romantic judgment, no need for ether but it was thick i keep opening doors in the house but i know she's only inside, for me, now, so wrapped up holding my heart, bathing it with: tears and smiles and kisses voices, annoying repetitive voices how was the trip, welcome home home i'm not home because she isn't here. i hope she didn't cry on the dark road "home" in the spirit of love, tears need companions in the spirit, i'd kiss those tears away Written February 11th, 2002 © on Feb 11 2002 01:24 PM PST 0 • 8
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"i debated staring at the screen..."