Wednesday, Oct. 15, 2003

for a week..

for a week
i held the belief
that leaving makes things better
they lied

i listen to the silence
in between lapses of conversation
when its clear im not there
and the phoneline gently buzzes

and it gets harder to say goodbye
i dont want to hear the final click
after you whispered goodbye

but i do
and the click means im alone
and the dial tone means im alone
and the closed door means im alone
and the empty bed that stares at me each morning means i am all alone

thissidedown at 11:09 am

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