By ZoE
Date: 1 August 2000
I keep Dreaming you dead
Honey, you taught me to
LIVE IN MY SKIN
and not to be afraid
but I keep dreaming you dead
and trying to bring you back
I keep trying to call you
but I'm scared to pick up the phone
because it's easier to dream of you
love you so quietly
that my breathe is the only sound
your girlfriend, she moved in with you
and you no longer write your poetry for me
I want to wrap myself all up in our secret love
but again, I'm scared
I keep singing our old songs
holding my breathe in front of graveyards
Honey, I cry
and trip over myself
for you
and over you
I want to be the woman
you think of when
you peel an orange
or drive your car
but I am only a little girl
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