Monday, January 19, 2009

maybe i am wrong to dream of you.

unpacking packed up boxes.
of memories.
trying to figure it out.

if everything is lonely.
and we are just stuck.

what do we even do now.

i need to visit a new city.
walk around somewhere i can't go back to
the next day. with music in ears.

and maybe the look in my eyes only you can see.
but i don't want you anywhere around.

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