[i am difficult to reach.]
i've held on to our nine month relationship.
i've held on to side walk chalk and umbrella people.
i've held on to note card notes to you during lunch.
i've held on to the last and first kiss.
i've held on to your dog, and how you use to talk to her.
i've held on to post-it notes that say your name.
i've held on to conversations in the band locker room.
i've held on to laying on my bed laughing while we started to be friends.
i've held on to rumors destroying everything.
i've held on to saying sorry for things i shouldn't have said sorry for.
i've held on to the words "not attracted."
[he and I had something beautiful
but so disfunctional.]
i've held on to midnight conversations lasting until five in the morning.
i've held on to swimmer video games and zombie movies.
i've held on to new years.
i've held on to the words "Don't fall for me"
i've held on to the words "passive."
[still a little bit delirious.]
pretty soon,
my hands will become to small
and i'll drop everything...
i can't wait for this day.
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