Wednesday, February 20, 2008

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I'm listening to your
ex girlfriend's music and
thinking about how much I want
to hold you and listen
to you saying silly things
stupid things
nothings

I'm looking at her pictures of you and
I wish that it was me
behind that lens even
in the pictures when you're crying
and I know it's her that
made you
but still
that's
nearer than I've ever been.

I'm thinking about your ex girlfriend
and wondering how she could have ever
even imagined
letting go.

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