bleahhh;
the last hurrah
& Sunday, September 3
because silence is the answer to my whys
because there's no point touching it, pretending everything's ok
because it magnifies the distance between us
because you're twodee. i'm three
because we'll grow old, and you'll stay seventeen and a half
because i cannot hear your voice
because i dont know how to pray
with or without.
because i think about the many six-months to come.
goodbye
12:44 AM