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.
Thursday, May 27, 2010
Monday, May 24, 2010
Drink
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'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.
Permission
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.
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
Tuesday, May 18, 2010
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