it tears me down the middle
when there's too much
awkward silence
and
too much
awkward laughter

i'll tap my fingers against the window
while your blinker signals a left turn;
and the tick.tick.tick.ticking
is like a countdown
until our time is over

i've trained myself to keep quiet
(just the way you like it)
because it tears me down the middle
when i talk too much

i've had dreams that our lips
met
and dreams that we've
held hands
infact, i've had dreams about
all things impossible
for us

12/22/2003

Posted on 12/22/2003
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