Monday, February 20, 2012

I'm afraid to fall asleep without things,
like answers before the sunrise
or the meaning of our lives painted across the sky.
Yet my eyes close and the room turns blue.
This empty body next to somebody

Hearts weren't made to bend this way.
Just one cocktail on the hour to help me say,
(words I expected to hear from two)

But only in dreams do we exist
the way I would have liked it to

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