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By taintedone Date: 2004 May 07 Comment on this Work [[2004.05.07.17.23.17397]] |
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Trips planned months ahead and now we're stuck acting happy in front of family when our real hearts have left "us" behind already I read your letters alone and lie awake wondering if it's really over dog barks and somehow I know he wants you here too But is it any better than hugging your shell talking to a skeleton for weeks now still trying to squeeze out the last bit of care I make spaghetti and nearly set out two plates lettuce gone wilted from one appetite time lost wondering if it will always be this way. |