"If I knew all the words, I would write myself out of here." MRAZ

Monday, December 8, 2008

Untitled: January 8, 1999

My heart skipped a beat;
But it wasn't you.
Why do I hold you?
Why can't I let you go?
I see you.
The world around me stops-
I inhale.
Fervent hope bursting my insides
Out- comes my breath.
The shadow is gone.
Our times replayed- vanish,
Thin as air.

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