Friday, April 07, 2006

3, 2, 1... contact.

feels so roomy here, shake it off, u aint ready for this jelly
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fordgrass said...

A sudden rush of expectation
as I realise it's you.
Like a river in a droughtful season.
How cool you didn't call.
Initial hint of disappointment.
The mirror of my smile
that isn't there, that doesn't follow
a very causal 'hi'.
Why did you come at all,
if it wasn't for me?
Another blow of resignation
when realise I do.
Now in your hands
the book you borrowed.
The whole way we first met
comes together in my head,
when the picture's clear you've left

4/07/2006 08:38:00 PM

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