dear you,
here's to me undone. you unclasped everything but forgot to
zip me back up. can't you see i'm dying here. let's play pretend
now and i'll start. i'm now pretending i never knew what it was
to have you inside of me. you pretend i never ripped you apart.
and to someone else it may look as tho i lost you but i simply gave
you away and don't worry, you never even had me, just my sex as
a warm place to stay. for awhile anyway. but the blankets and the
stars and i, we all grew tired of you. tracing and retracing lines in
hands just to make it through nights with too much doubt in words
you sang again and again. i'm not alive now, but i guess i wasn't really
alive then. just passing time and comforts and silly hypocrisies, lying
in wetness you spilled that always had a way of leaving me feel so empty.
so you see, it was never us...just you and once in awhile, me. but never us
and that was our first mistake, where we first went wrong, that
was the greatest hypocrisy of all. and still i feel so empty.

With love and hate all the same,
Forget the taste of my fingers
and please,
forget my Name

12/08/2002

Posted on 12/09/2002
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