By ZoE
Date: 30 September 1998

Nothing fake lasts forever

i was crying so hard
my mascara running down my lips
i saw you walk across the painted night street
maybe you were running away from yourself
i just wanted you to see me
crystal painted
eyes closed under the street
maybe it wasn't fated
but i was sure i could make it be
see i hid from myself
buying her crayons for later
i almost forgot what it felt like
i caqrried an ounce of honesty to last me
even washing my hands didn't take me away from the spotlight on your
painful stage
i think i will cry
i will let myself cry enough to intoxicate your painted eyes not a stranger
to pain and light
i was so sure we'd be happy
calling your name out of the out of reach
i was so sure we'd be happy
my life was so cluttered without your torturing rasberry lips
i stared at them even when i wasn't in the conversation