the maximum volume of my ipod is six decibels lower than my heart's ability to tune you out.
write //
you're my serendipity - i wasn't looking for you, i wasn't expecting you, but i'm very lucky i met you.
basecode // leen.
But these were all just injuries, small injuries for you to smoke away and dust them off as ashes, into the wind. I admit I was heartbroken over your gestures;
hunched shadows over the bed the desk the couch.
The last note of the song you never finished playing broke it all. "If at first inelegant, every refrain of touch built a sturdy harbour."
But it was all you, studying every inch of me and me, trying to read a book I can't pry open. It was you, finding something revolting to the core and me, trying to fix it, cover it up...
Clearly I wasn't enough.
Obviously.
you're my serendipity - i wasn't looking for you, i wasn't expecting you, but i'm very lucky i met you.basecode // leen.
#3 @ 25.1.12
Those nights we spent exchanging weird glances through the computer screen. Those days we used with you by my side, me by yours, anywhere, nowhere; those hours we spent texting each other when you weren't by my side - all because you didn't like the idea of me being all by myself, alone. The minutes were courted with our eyes, our bodies...
But these were all just injuries, small injuries for you to smoke away and dust them off as ashes, into the wind. I admit I was heartbroken over your gestures;
hunched shadows over the bed the desk the couch.
The last note of the song you never finished playing broke it all. "If at first inelegant, every refrain of touch built a sturdy harbour."
But it was all you, studying every inch of me and me, trying to read a book I can't pry open. It was you, finding something revolting to the core and me, trying to fix it, cover it up...
Clearly I wasn't enough.
Obviously.
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