2003-08-16 - 7:34 p.m.
2003-08-16 - 7:34 p.m.
i found a notebook under my bed the other day. i don't like thinking about the past, but i have to use it to shape the future.
06.19.01
even myself
what i am thinking
nevertheless
i stand alone
isolated by my own shortcomings
a missing puzzle piece
the bottom of a lake
the side of the highway at night
a broken street light
holding hands
broken eggs
we used to smile together
now you smile apart
a tear in my eye
because i am afraid of the world
falls to the floor
unwiped
staring at the same ceiling
for years
ruined
broken
i watch the sky get light outside my window
the world brightens
like when i would walk from your house
looking up through the skylight
i was at home
i am on a road trip
it might never end
where is my home now?
five am
a fucking apology
a smell of shampoo hair
a touch
a hug
a kiss
a look
a smile.
i can't smile anymore.
not without you.