We constructed each other’s night
I did not know his program
He was my home
And now I’m lost
I did not want to lurk
Asking the walls about his whereabouts
He was kept somewhere
That pumps my blood loud and fast
I’m so lost I can’t see
Where my hopes to see him are resting
He’s moved on too far
He can’t see
The past that inhales through me in the evenings
I couldn’t fight
And he couldn’t hold
So I just kissed the slopes while I fall
Head first
Trying to kill the memory
That eternally hurts
July 22,2008
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