Saturday, October 18, 2008

the worst way

Does she kiss you like I did? Do your hearts beat in unison? The chords are ringing out. My fingertips are like pouring rain upon the rooftop because inside this house there’s nothing left, nothing left to say. This won’t break me because I’m not the drugs. I am not the pain you feel inside when you’re lying there awake. It’s just the absence of blood in your veins.



The most painful thing is to know that someone you love loves you in return, but to know that you two can never be together—not even in the same breath. You will pine for the other with the thoughts of distance in your head.

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