Monday, March 19, 2012

Old best friends

They haven't been for a while now,
So Charis, don't you dare start again.


Tonight I am numb.
I am numb and cold and empty.


I know I made you mad
And in all these things that I might feel,
I just mostly wish I didn't go about things all wrong.
Because it seems I do that a lot when I feel like this.


On promises to yourself that you know you'll break
On the shards of your wrongs that line the soles of your shoes.
Run. Keep running

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