Wednesday, November 21, 2007

Me vs You

Because I have to
But you, because you want to
Not the same at all

I kept IM on
all the time, waiting for you
Empty box. No ‘BING'

My phone is silent.
You'll read this. And know. Or not.
Go on, you can gloat.

I saw it, felt it.
You said, ‘no'. Sed sentio
et excrucior.

So now its my turn.
Pass the tissues bottle pills.
I'll sleep when I'm dead.

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