in fact, i feel it all.
last night was everything it wasn't supposed to be
i don't know when my time is.
i feel like its all been stolen.
whats mine, time frozen
as she holds the door open
sitting by myself
no one seems to mind what's not said.
invisibly opaque
i sat and stared.
we're on a break.
Im getting sick of reaching for the Venti cups.
2 comments:
whats your deal?
lets do something this week, i feel so disconnected from you & i feel like you are sad! i'm coming to visit.
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