im sure id be there with you
if i could look past my eyes.
we laughed just like heart break
and you seeped through my mind
like disease.
and every time with time it skipped with ease.
this time it hits slowly
like a brickwall through my cunt.
this time's soft like honesty
steel wool
and absent rules.
saying ok instead of sorry
living circles instead of real
forgetting no thanks
and take, no asking
no questions, excuse me
im sorry.
it was late night
for your mid-morning
and id moved like clockwork for a while.
one of us to fall behind,
i think where the missing odd socks go
sometimes playing with my mind.
**edited sep 03- i hated those first two lines. this whole poems so OBVIOUS.
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