i didn't mean any of it
the heaviness of the heart
the path of a dried up tear
a throbbing headache
and you wonder
if this is worth it
time substituting for glue
and letting go makes it harder
how do u open a tightly sealed envelope
without ripping
scars unhealed resurface
conversations
become
discussions
become
arguments
become
dislike
which
eventually
become
nothing
we live for ourselves
we live with this fear
that it should not
go wrong
but it
still
does
and then it hits you
after the
lost pieces of heart,
words stabs,
confusion carps,
smudged eyeliner on cheek,
a wave of
relief
Monday, August 23, 2010
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