Friday, January 22, 2010

You

YOU
so many things
I want to make them
make sense
it would be easier
but never easy
it's never ever easy
dealing with damaged people
and broken promises
and always that never comes
and tomorrow is a dream
never dreamed about
and forever is a joke
but right now,
right now,
I miss you
and right now
I wish you were here
and I wish you could make yesterday irrelevant
and tomorrow hopeful
and
this moment not so meaningful

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