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Thursday, May 27, 2010


Every quiet minute,
a reminder of the
words that went missing.
Words that used to
fly between us.
With wings full of care.
Always a sender,
always a receiver.
Now an empty screen.
Only a waiting receiver.
The quiet space saying
you don't want to bother.
Not even to give
me a farewell.
All the words
you sent flying,
landed in my heart.
My heart is full
of garbage.

Monday, May 24, 2010


For every sip,
you're one step
further away from me.
For every drink,
you're one step
closer to the end of us.
For every empty bottle,
I am closer to goodbye.


You kissed my lips
and asked
"may I?"
I said "yes"
and kissed you back.
You walked away
without asking
for permission.
I would not
have given it.

Saturday, May 22, 2010


Your absence feels more
than anyone present.

Tuesday, May 18, 2010


I put my heart
in your hand.
I asked you to
be gentle.
You closed your fingers
one by one.