<< 12.14.04 :: 4:46 p.m. >>
::my dream girl don't exist::

i like it with the lights on
i want to remember every detail
i want to recall the way
the light
hit
the blue walls
casting shadows in the corners
i want to remember
the way the ceiling looked
when my eyes opened
and i actually
felt
i want to know what it looked like
when my heart
rose & fell
when i lost my breath
i want to know what the room saw
when the voices shook
and raised
when the tempo changed
i want to see it
when i opened my mouth
and yr's
took the words right from it.
i need to mean it.

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