Never Let Me Go

My hands have another agenda. My eyes finally met yours and continue to avoid others. My feet stumble towards familiar paths with new adventures or new paths with familiar adventures. The back of my mind is chanting a new mantra. Not so sure what my heart is saying.

12-18

Sunday: Fresh Slice pizza

Monday: cuddles and covers

Tuesday: Phineas and Ferb in Paris

Wednesday: discovering http://8tracks.com/byronyeates/seventeen

Thursday: Bailey's Irish Cream cheesecake in class, Mickey Mouse timid

Friday: design for disabled experiments, understanding CADD during the mid-term, Harbourfront is my spot too, Sunday Morning pre-drankin', new friends, my comfy bed

Saturday: staring out the window for 20 mins

This one time when I was pretty crunk...

the coma dream haze,

the aches while awake during surgery,

the time spent walking with crutches,

...And then I was like what the fuu...

Lie for a while

Your hair is long but not long enough to reach

home to me.

But your beard

someday might be.

And she'll wake up in a cold sweat on the floor.

The cycle

And so it seems, I can't do anything until I know how I feel. I'll wander the streets and look at my feet for hours on end. My heart is gonna harden again. And I'll go back to hiding in libraries. It makes me feel better.

Lumps

I would lay on your chest in search of a beat. Nothing. Salty illusions of affection falling out of my eyes and onto scribbled paper. Some things just never change. This was the sadness that I was expecting. It was never lost, just late. Sucha strange relief.

No lines will stain

I had the strength to fight through the muddy trenches. The wounds are fresh and justified. This is what you get when you've been over-stepping boundaries. 3 Rounds and A Sound, I know that you know me. You got braver girl and they'll always remember you. Some people try to avoid the pleasure. Fear of indulgence. Just another lesson learnt. We needed you to be more aware of the situation at hand. Someone will hold your hand through it one day. You need to learn to wait for something and you can't always have it your way. The truths are hard but the mourning doesn't have to be so sore. A kiss upon your head was all that you needed. May those wishes be granted.

Nothing in this world's ever still

Oh sometimes the blues is just a passing bird, and why can't that always be?

Day Nine: Two shmileys that describe your life right now

atm...
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