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can't we just pretend it never happened

and go back to making each other laugh
and cry
happy tears

you said you hadn't cried in years
until i came along

we were so silly once, you know

acting like kids that knew so much
about everything
but nothing at all
that's how we connected, i think

i think..

a lot

about you
and that makes me do..
..stupid things sometimes

even though i know better

i wrote you one hell of a letter
a while back

it started off mean
but that part didn't last long
and eventually i turned the letter into a song

to sing to you

if you ever wanted to hear my voice again

but i know you wouldn't - then
and probably still don't - now
or never will - maybe

so i let it get lost
and build dusty frost
in the depths of my closet

i found your hoodie in there,
with everything else i never wear,

ripped at the wrists
from all the turns and twists you put it through
before i stole it from you

before i left

it doesn't smell like you anymore
and it doesn't cling to me anymore
but you wore it once or twice or four..
times

so i held onto it

and it held onto the stub of my plane ticket
in the pocket i used to bury my fist in

so i wouldn't hit you
..not like i could have anyway

because no matter how sad
or mad
or lost you looked

you still looked like you
and i loved you, so much
especially your eyes
they were so blue..

it's not my fault i cracked in two
and drowned in them

they were so deep
i even stared at you while you would sleep

and wondered what you could be dreaming about
that made your body twitch like it did

maybe it's just because you were sleeping next to me

because i didn't belong there

because you didn't want to wake up
and realize what a mistake you made
by letting me fade
in and out of your world

but that's what kids do
what people do

they make mistakes

i just don't understand
why it's so easy for me to let go of yours

while you judge
while you hate
while you discard everything i actually did right
said right
tried right

and hold onto all of mine - just the mistakes
just the things i did wrong

but i'll be fine - if that's what it takes
i'll be strong

..cause i've grown up a little

now i'm just waiting
for you
to,
too.
©2009 =thedeafpoet
:iconthedeafpoet:

Author's Comments

i guess it's a good thing i'm patient.
or maybe i'm just stupid.

either way, i'm still waiting.

pointless or not, it makes me want to get through another
minute

hour
day
month
year

without you somewhere in it.

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:iconpoth:
Incredibly touching.
:iconbelief:
*offers tea and crumpets for patient waiters.*

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give me your heart and your soul.
:iconthedeafpoet:
thank you. (:

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“Much violence is based on the illusion that life is a property to be defended and not to be shared.” -Henri Nouwen
:iconthedeafpoet:
*munches and hands out paper hats.* c8

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“Much violence is based on the illusion that life is a property to be defended and not to be shared.” -Henri Nouwen
:iconbelief:
*dons paper hat, builds boat out of box.* LET US SAIL. 8l

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give me your heart and your soul.
:iconthedeafpoet:
off we go! *stands at the front with a telescope* O:

--
“Much violence is based on the illusion that life is a property to be defended and not to be shared.” -Henri Nouwen
:iconbelief:
*scootches to propel boat across the floor*

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give me your heart and your soul.
:iconthedeafpoet:
*props leg up on the bow, tipping the box over..* LAND HO.

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“Much violence is based on the illusion that life is a property to be defended and not to be shared.” -Henri Nouwen
:iconbelief:
*TOPPLES OUT* @_@

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give me your heart and your soul.

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