Wednesday, September 29, 2010

The words we couldn't say.




"Meet me for coffee... you know the place."
We had everything to say, yet no way to say it.
Now was our chance, but the words wouldn't come.
 So we skimmed surface topics, and didn't stay long.
Time had passed but the ache still remained.
Flashbacks.
  Familiar scents and patterns.
Your eyes burning into mine.
Your lopsided grin.
I wanted to hold you.  To love you again.
But these were things I could also not say.
So we stood up, shook hands,
and went through the motions.
Empty coffee cups.
Weak smiles.
"Take cares."
You looked and you lingered, and I felt words.....
that still didn't come.
So I left, breaking the magnet pulling me back.
Your burning eyes.
The ache.
'The chance.
 Walking further from you. Further from us.   
Away from everything and nothing....
 we could ever say.



"Come on skinny love just last the year
Pour a little salt we were never here
My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my
Staring at the sink of blood and crushed veneer

I tell my love to wreck it all
Cut out all the ropes and let me fall
My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my
Right in the moment this order's tall

I told you to be patient
I told you to be fine
I told you to be balanced
I told you to be kind
In the morning I'll be with you
But it will be a different "kind"
I'll be holding all the tickets
And you'll be owning all the fines

Come on skinny love what happened here
Suckle on the hope in lite brassiere
My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my
Sullen load is full; so slow on the split

I told you to be patient
I told you to be fine
I told you to be balanced
I told you to be kind
Now all your love is wasted?
Then who the hell was I?
Now I'm breaking at the britches
And at the end of all your lines

Who will love you?
Who will fight?
Who will fall far behind? "


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