melancholy

i like that word.

you have to burn the rope

fun

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Trust him to notice such things
I put them down as post-it notes in my head
(They peel off after a day or two)
So that when I come back to them
He writes them out
Just as I had in the first place
And I shake my head in disbelief

Sometimes he surprises me with his words
I never thought that I'd know him this well
Yet he still sparks a streak of surprise in my mind now and then
With a comment, taking me off guard
I look at him
(And catch the moment where he looks back at me too)
In surprise

He seems the same as before
But I notice all the little things that stick out
From the frame I framed his picture with
A year or a month ago
The corners untucked and out of place
But so fitting (it seems)
I'm not sure what to do with them

You are what I would be
Had i followed my mind instead of my heart
But now
It is my heart that longs for you
And my mind has given up fighting against it
(As it had, so hard, at first)

What do you say?

(16th apr 08/ edited 24th oct 08)

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hmm