2004-02-01 - 10:14 p.m.
poem a year ago
this is a poem i wrote today, a year ago:
ive been trying hard
to remember my lines
on this late night sitcom.
But the lights burnt out
long ago
and i think i might be
getting younger.
all these pages
used up on you
the ones with the tear stains
were just a waste of time
because the most beautiful sunset
is the one ill never see
with you.
its not the fair the clouds get
a silver lining while all we get
is a road map to brokenheartsville.
its not right that they tell us to look for the light
when its too dark to see.
i remember all of everything youve told me
and everything you did.
but the best moment ill ever have
is the one never happening with you.
-
i still dont think i like it
