Sunday, February 15, 2009

And Even If It Kills Me, I'm Gonna Smile


we've been caught.

like deer get caught in headlights,
like criminals get caught red handed,
like kids get caught sneaking out of the house.
...getting warmer...

we've been shared.

like clothes get shared between sisters,
like lunches get shared between students,
like secrets get shared between friends.
...getting closer...

we've been lost.
like that sock's missing partner that never made it out of the dryer,
like the pencil that's been behind your ear the whole time,
like a couple of kids in love.
.precisely.

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