Sunday, May 24, 2009

It was always You

It's 10 pm and where are you.
I need you now,
need to hear you again.
Your voice, it rings in my ears
like I'm dreaming outloud.
The memories are flashing round,
one picture at a time.
I see you squint and draw a smirk,
draw in your bottom lip
to speak my name.
You say you understand,
but will your heart explode
at the thought of losing again.

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