You loved me once and maybe I loved you too. I don't know. I love a lot of people. We
Used to sit on rooftops smoking for the stars, for the dawn, for each other. I think we
Misplaced a whole month of sleep. That's for how long I loved you. I don't know if you
Loved me longer. Maybe. I don't know. I've been loved by a lot of people. Perhaps you
Thought you loved me. That happens a lot. Sometimes, not often, but sometimes, I
Think of the numerical buildings you used to draw. I think I understand them better now. I
Think I understand more better now. I think that maybe now I am just a number to you.
That's alright with me, you know. I just wanted to say that it made me sad to see you
And feel distant enough to avoid a hello. You've been inside me, I thought. Once, when we
were two numbers in the same building. What made me sadder still was not that we
are strangers now. In fact, it had nothing to do with you at all. I was floating, rapt up in my own world. I
Thought I was a stranger. I saw you see me and then I was more than just I.
Someone saw me and suddenly I wasn't anonymous.
The pen is poised, impatient for inspiration to strike.
Thursday, December 24, 2009
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All You Can Think
bed
black cats
body heat
books
bruises
bullshit
coffee
comebacks
constellations
cowboys
dancing
darkness
dick
dream
drunk
eyes
fire
flowers
freak
heartbeats
holes
Hope
kiss
kisses
laughter
lick
lips
Love and Other Ghosts
midnight
mirror mirror
naughty
numbers
on the shelf
outsider
owls
pearls
pedicures
piano
pride
reflection
relfection
secrets
shadow
skies
skin
skull
smile
smoking
sparrows
stars
stones
strangers
strawberries
Stupid Girl
sunglasses
sunsets
Temper Temper
the Blues
the lemon tree
tongue
ugly
velvet
waiting
whistling
wine
winter
wishing
Word Poodles
Le Petit Biographie
- Alexia
- I laugh, I live, I think, I write (not necessarily in that order)... padam, padam indeed, Ms. Piaf. This poetry is almost always spontaneous and almost rarely edited.
This is so beautiful. I have just discovered your blog.
ReplyDeleteI'm looking forward to reading more of it.
LR.