I got him on my mind today..filled the car with his music. As if slowly bleeding, I feel no pain, but I'm weak..He taught me how to say goodbye and for that I'm thankful, if a bit sad. I'm at the edge of a glass house looking down, lightheaded, lighthearted, light as a whisper. I say his name and I loose him, again, only now it feels ok, it feels good to let go.
Tuesday, March 09, 2010
lost and lost
I got him on my mind today..filled the car with his music. As if slowly bleeding, I feel no pain, but I'm weak..He taught me how to say goodbye and for that I'm thankful, if a bit sad. I'm at the edge of a glass house looking down, lightheaded, lighthearted, light as a whisper. I say his name and I loose him, again, only now it feels ok, it feels good to let go.
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