Crack the Shutters
You cool your bed-warm hands down on the broken radiator,
And when you lay them freezing on me, I mumble “can you wake me later?”
But I don’t really want you to stop and you know it so it doesn’t stop you
And run your hands from my neck to my chest
Crack the shutters open wide, [...]

Posted at: April 8th, 2009 - 12:34 am - Number of Comments » 0

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I MISS YOU…
YOU THINK THAT AFTER ALMOST 4 YEARS I COULD GET OVER THE FEELING OF HAVING BUTTERFLIES IN MY STOMACH… OR I COULD GET PAST YOUR SILLY JOKES… OR EVEN REFRAIN TO SMILE WHEN I’M THINKING ABOUT YOU.
I COULDN’T… AND I STAND CORRECTED…
WE MAYBE WRONG FROM THE START… BUT I BELIEVE THAT AFTER [...]

Posted at: April 8th, 2009 - 12:20 am - Number of Comments » 0

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