Tuesday, December 29, 2009


There is something more
Between us, something
I already miss
More than a short affair
A few miles and a few hours apart
Won't damage
And something more than
Seafoam and campfires
I died when I saw you and now I
Die since we have parted
Maybe I cared, maybe not
Maybe I was indifferent
Or maybe,
I just miss you.

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