Monday, September 24, 2012


Sometimes regret and growth and time
Lead you to the same place - back where you were,
Or, maybe it doesn't, but the imprints,
The indentations, never leave, and you're sometimes
Caught contemplating the weight of him in your arms
For no reason at all. Or, at least, you won't pretend
There is a reason for contemplation, because
You just can't take the feeling of disappointment
All over again.

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