fredag 2. januar 2009

& i'm tired of being brave



the light lies on the walls, on my hands
I need to dance out of my skin, tear off my bones. just be whole and free.

take me out tonight, our bodies will be alcoholfueled
i will remind you how to spell your name
i will help you find your bed and wake you up to kiss you again and again and again at five in the morning
i will brush your teeth, and think that you're just the first boy i fell in love with and that's all you'll ever be.


fragile feelings. .

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