an attempt to tip the scales

losing what i love in a mess of details

Wednesday, April 05, 2006

when i say nothing, i mean this

turtledove


in the dark
we fill eachother in
as i trace your jaw
you color my lines

we fill eachother in
about the year we spent apart
the things i failed at
the records you broke

i mentioned the women
you wrote them off
i remember how i felt when you looked at her
the way you used to look at me

and i miss you
the way my tears missed the ducts
when they hit your pillow
i held you closer
and you couldn't see

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