and i sat thinking
of silver sunrises
and of the world that spins
in place of your heart
sitting thinking
too hard
too much for today
and maybe tomorrow i wont think
wont feel the stings of scars
that tingle like tears down my cheeks
how hard would it be on you
if i was the one who cried
on your shoulder
but somehow
i can feel it running accross my palms, my wrists
then accross your faulty smile
every deposit youve made
every kiss you ever gave me
left me emptier than before
how can you be so sweet
but leave me with this bitter aftertaste
you are like decaf to my soul.
2:16 am - Sunday, Sept. 29, 2002
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