And maybe it was the smell of you're skin on my blankets, or the way I reach for you in sleep now, or maybe it was the reflection of the city lights in your green-brown eyes that night but that was it
that was all it took
Now I'm left searching the sidewalks for a glimpse of your face//i'm seeing your smile in the shadows on my walls and hearing your voice in the songs I'm singing.

but don't worry, love,
i won't call it love
yet

01/08/2008

Author's Note: ah, here we go again

Posted on 01/09/2008
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