we'll take sour sips from life's lush lips
coffee, tea, or me?

24.4.11
he bent his head to touch my mouth and i had the perfect moment of indecision

and then your face flashed behind my eyes and i (forcefully) stayed

and suddenly it was your arms around me (heavy) and your hot breath in my ear

digging your fingers into my back, tugging the roots of my hair the way i loved

but reality slammed back and it was his lost hands, his unfamiliar raking touch

and you weren't there, and i found myself alone with a stranger

and strangely enough, that wasn't anything new at all

so i will let you go

because i'd rather feel lost and alone

than in the company of your empty stares and pitiful grins.


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