Clarity.
2002-04-15 : 9:32 p.m.

This One Is For You...

Faintest snow keep falling. Falling. Hands around your waist. Nameless, standing cold, take in restraint like a breath. My lungs are so numb from holding back. Walk close to the fence. Feel it hit your clothes. Turn and smile nice. Smile say goodnight. Say goodnight. Say goodnight in a breath. Simple discourse breaks you clean in half. Do it once and then you know. Your move. Settle for less again.

Crush.

I didn't mean to leave you hanging on. I didn't mean to leave you all alone.

12.23.95.

The first star I see may not be a star. We can't do a thing but wait. So let's wait for one more. The time such clumsy time in deciding if it's time. I'm careful but not sure how it goes. You can loose yourself in your courage. The mindless comfort grows when I'm alone with my 'Great' plans. This is what she says gets her through it: "If I don't let myself be happy now then when? If not now when?" When the time we have now ends. When the big hand goes around again. Can you still feel the butterflies? Can you still here the last goodnight? Close my eyes and believe wherever you are, an angel for me.

For Me This Is Heaven.



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