Tuesday, January 27, 2009

-Love-

I plan as
You liberally
Move on
The freeway
Dates
Are just numerals
That
Add weight
To your scale
And
They
Are a pledge
To me

We meet
At
An exclusive
Rendezvous
Just you
And
Me
Drive me
I
Lead
You

He was all that I am now. He was that world I could not live in. That air I was not allowed to breathe. That dream I couldn't transform into something real.

He was all that I am now... He was the empty space that fills my universe....

If you find irony in this love letter, then you know how deeply I am in love.

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