mardi 27 janvier 2009

you know it saves me to think even for a little while
i owned the set of shoulders that you came to rely on,
like in that movie theater when you whispered in my ear:
i almost didn't make it,
this has been my hardest year.

(...)

i don't care where you move, i don't care if it's far,
all that i ask is that i know where you are,
in case our timing is right,
in case you need more from me,
than a bit of advice
or a tongue full of sympathy.

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