Monday, August 19, 2013

Until tomorrow.

Sometimes it feels like there isn't room for mistakes. 

And sometimes, when I think about it, I wonder how long I've spent feeling like that. Being afraid. 
Feeling like I'm half sentences, running my bare feet against the edges of rocky cliffs. 

I wonder how it is that I miss you,
Before you've even left.


You never saw how far the crack had opened
You never knew I had run out of rope. 


Don't you ever think, my darling,
That there are far too many times we've let the sun set on us feeling like this?

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