He said,”Lie to me.”
“Dont follow the script but read me the lines.
I’m falling apart – I really need it this time.
I just- wish we were…

Better than friends.”

She started on page six, and he knew every letter.
He wrote them all blindly praying they would get better.
But lost in his thoughts he only heard yesterday,
her doubled-over words of “not if but when” day.

He thought,”we always knew the tune, but we never had a chorus.
Reciting these verses left half a bridge before us.
Now who’s gonna jump, who knows it all by heart?
I can see the edge, it’s really not that far.”


Posted Friday, July 22nd, 2011 under Uncategorized.

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