Sunday, September 6, 2009

Contenders.

Remember those days where we would sit and wait
by the coke machines in the cafeteria
and just talk about what we want and what we are going to do
insults, jokes and others things we laughed about.
I'm sorry I never said what I wanted to
I left you drifting in the sea
reaching for someone that wasn't me.
I could have done something or said how I felt
but I didn't
I just Im the one who drowned.

Now here we are on your porch
gazing into the starlit sky
questioning our choices
cursing off the places we had to be just to stay in the moment
where we were finally free
and now you had to leave
I just cracked and broke
and sank like a stone.
But I'm only a bus ride away.

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