No matter how many times I try to pull away, the pen and paper seduce me to stay. These posts are my attempt to satisfy an ever persistent inch. Please enjoy and leave some criticism if you like - constructive or not.

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Thursday, February 19, 2009

This Isn't About You

Getting under the covers and the air is feeling thin
Your side lays cold as the darkness settles in
And in the morning light
When the sun shines through
There's still no sign of you

I'm alone in a one-bedroom
With a bed meant for two

The walls are growing closer
With every step you take away
We shuffle around in seperate places now
I never thought I'd see the day

And each word unspoken
Adds miles between our hearts
Two seperate lives now meant to live apart

I'm alone in a one-bedroom
With no pictures of you

This place unlike others
Is free of your scent
It's void arguments
And all the good intentions meant

I'm alone in a one-bedroom
Reveling in my breakthrough

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