Friday, January 21, 2011

this isn't what i really wrote.


think in cinematography. 
i see us from the camera's point of view.
you can understand, then, why i become frustrated
when the scenes i had captured in my mind
can't be replayed.
i'm glad that we're living together.
i thank god
for putting us in the same place at the same time.
that's how i keep the hope
that you deem a defense mechanism.
you're the only person who'll follow my thoughts
but not my actions.
taffy-tongued this is too unfamiliar.

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