Monday, March 8, 2010

9 am on a Monday and I think of you.

Coffee and a banana
Waking up too early
Going to bed too
Late.
Nourishment and
Stimuli.
Sunshine,
Storm inside.
We are both
Stuck in the same
Place, with the same
Feelings.
I can unstick you.
The solvent to your
Adhesion.
And we'll lay in
Each others arms
And hurt
Until we heal just
The same.
Broken apart,
But fixed together.

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