I will try to mesh my memories with my present realities.

Tuesday, October 26, 2010

don't touch me

looking at me as i look at you in the distance of your memories





undulating arch

Amidst abandoned thinking, i found a grain of lost thoughts that comprised a sentence of forward thinking
I bagged the distance between them and suspended our fate
Not to begin with a clean slate
but to alleviate and release the destruction in the echo of your emptying

In the middle of a single thought, the selfish caresses of your love mended my lost acquisitions
hurried along the distant lines of unsureness
inducing a surge of spurious propositions
culminating in an agonizing indecision

"We could have been so good together," precisely delaying the endless "never"
the lashing blows of time
the piercing glance of strangers
the unavoidable encounters with fate's danger
with clever thoughts, we could have been cutting the truth with sharp endeavors

it's easy

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