…we searched our lips for.
I told you it’d be something like that.
We were fate, and you were left wanting; forgetting in the nights spent with music like clicking clocks and passing cars. My fingers passed over the fabric of cotton and linen, breathing the quiet air and stillness of forthcoming forgetting.
We’ll pack and wake up [...]
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leaving was the answer
August 23, 2008 – 3:21 pm
in this night
December 2, 2007 – 2:16 am
i lay in the forgetting of a Boston skyline, remembering the dark as the quiet passes over me. And in this night, I can’t help but want to relinquish the days we’ll never have again, while I watch my breath fade in the remnants of stars.
If I were on the hood of a car, [...]