dont put yourself on me
leaves water rings around my eyes.
hallway chiming he sings and dances
old lover's tune in his head
the way she felt to him
the way he kissed her
the way they could lay all afternoon
then wake at night and dance till her
toes bled.
till his wrists bled.
his eyes shed false tears
when she left.
just that memory of simple
regret.
or faithlesness
creeping up on you eleventh hour
crying
purging
crying.
really crying.
he folds his arms around his
still evaporated soul
forgetting the dance and the game he played with her.
and smoking the last cigerette
his friends allowed him to bum.
guilty tired cold fragile
gave her a reason not to call
fuck formality.
I love you
hear me.
I think i love you.
9:22 pm - 09.03.03
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