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Dec 31, 2008 13:12


why it mattered to me.
It doesn’t matter to me.
It doesn’t matter to me
anymore.
Now that you’re
feeling fine,
I’ll admit that though
I know it’s coming down,
and see it shattering me
- it doesn’t matter to me,
and I’m not sadder for
seeing it come.
I’m not going to run.
I will just come
when I am called.

You want to cut me off
because I took too much,
but don’t leave me alone
Take off your scarves,
your winter coat.
The night’s too cold.

When we met I should have said
you’re like a sister to me,
how all that kiss her just seem
like puny suitors I can see through,
how none will do,
no not for you,
how it might as well just be us two.

And when I pulled you by the jacket
from the clattering street,
you started flattering me,
you started saying I was so strong.
String me along,
but I can’t become
all that I’m called.

And I can’t claim to know
what makes love die or grow,
but I can still take control
and so refuse to just go home,
back down the hall.

And as I crawl,
as finally all
the false confetti blooms
up in this attic room,
I’m going make my stand.
I want to see both of your hands
put down the phone.

I won’t let you go,
although
the moment stole
my self-control
from us all
and now it can only end
end with a fall.

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3 new years resolutions.

1. for my sister. djarum legacy; OUT.
2. was for health and compassion. then i saw it for the first time and it went into effect two+ weeks ago.
3. is for you. im really going to try this time. its just getting dragged out now. im not going to get upset or emotional when you want to live your life. i wont make you feel like shit anymore with this weighted burden. friends, right?? its up to you.

oh yeah, by the way: ich mag Sie. dort sagte ich ihn.
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