Monday, August 2, 2010


You write love on my arms,
which means you save me.
But saving me means you can only keep me
from falling off the ledge, while
I’m still there.
I clutch to you while I feel you pull away.
It’s worse than not being with you at all,
and I think,
Ending all communication would be easier.
I have to stop needing you somehow.

I don’t want to love you anymore.
I want to fall in love with you again

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