| Tuesday, April 19th, 2005 |
| 10:58 pm |
goddamn i love you when you're not here i am free to speculate on your feelings for me and pledge to call you or forget you or just let you go but goddamn i hate you when you're right here i am forced to hide all my feelings for you and hope to leave you or read you or just pull you close but
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| Monday, March 28th, 2005 |
| 8:47 pm |
something about the way your voice shakes
something about the shape your mouth makes
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| Saturday, March 26th, 2005 |
| 11:35 pm |
i blame you, but you'll always point your finger at me.
i kissed him
but you loved her.
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| Sunday, March 6th, 2005 |
| 2:44 am |
sometimes i wake up and i am sure that everyone has skipped town. (or i wish they would?) occasionally you smile and i am certain that they will all drop dead. (or i think they should?) and you call me late at night and i am determined that i will tell you these things. (or i wish i could?)
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| 2:41 am |
Perhaps any other day would have sent me reeling
Craving time and space and something like the sound of your voice just barely audible over fourteen hundred miles of noise
Sometimes excuses multiply the distance
Please, how was your day?
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| 2:38 am |
a front-page train wreck and you don't even care. this is called holding on. it's what puts us in the wrong place at the wrong time. it's what gives me a black eye, and makes you the apple of hers. if i shake in my sleep, it's only because i am dreaming about you again.
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| Monday, February 28th, 2005 |
| 12:10 am |
you are the reason i cry myself to sleep at night.
i'm not blaming you, i just miss you.
i don't resent you, i just need you here.
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| Monday, February 7th, 2005 |
| 12:48 am |
i have to stop feeling guilty for all the things i've done right.
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| 12:42 am |
there's this humming
this symphony.
and then you kiss me.
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| Saturday, February 5th, 2005 |
| 8:46 pm |
good thing you have rich parents to support your cheap drug habit and your expensive taste in jeans.
hey, you've changed.
and this is the song i'll grow to hate you to.
at night i'm flying down back roads and the tightness in my jaw is getting worse.
damn, it's dark out.
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| 8:31 pm |
this one is for you:
you slouch in your chair and i think, missed opportunities?
this is the kind of shit that puts us in the wrong place at the wrong time. what gives me a black eye, and makes you the apple of hers.
i'll glance in your direction when he kisses me.
and i wanted to be in love.
you crash your car in my dreams.
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