The past, like anchors, can weigh impossibly
Heavy on the heart on the wrist of a girl
Ever hell-bent on remembering why she put it there to begin with

But it's better than any other
Option I've come up with so far
You never know when you're going to need it

We were instantly inseperable
How the rumors did fly, and
Oh! how I wish they were true

But alas, my foolish heart
Even when I knew it was now or never
Couldn't bear the thought of losing him
And so she lost him, just the same
Made a mix tape to ease the regret and
Eventually etched it in her skin in a portrait of a glorified past

Many bittersweet regrets have slipped by unacknowledged since then
You only need one to remind you to live

Funny how the hurt can heal
After the dust has settled into
Vintage memories
Of best friends and
Rendez-vous with love
In the pale dusk of the beginning of
The end of the world as we know it
Everything about 2001 seems so abrupt, looking back

Sometimes we forget
All the little reasons why we fight
In hearts or minds or battle fields
Like anything we do can alter our fate
Only I keep mine proudly displayed on my wrist
Right where they belong for the world to envy

08/02/2008

Posted on 08/03/2008
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