18 April 2011

the 'd' word.

you can paint the sky
day after day,
but each night it'll
all fade back
to black.


there's a time in
our lives,
where we begin
to write our
story again.
where my pen
met the page,
and you smiled
at me.
you smiled,
and it was over.
i didn't even
notice the ink
bleeding
into the
edges.


rules are for
sea creatures,
correct?
i knew the game
we were playing,
but i didn't know
the "next day"
clause.




it was dark that night,
you remember?
i couldn't see the
look in your eyes,
so i assumed
the best.
"it's not like that,"
you said.
so adamant.




in the event of a disaster,
keep calm and carry on.






i've seen things i can't believe.
all those little wonders
were fun while they
lasted.


i'm going to live, i'm alright.
i'm going to die, i'm alright.
that's some dream.


we are not the same.

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