2.10.2008

Oh man what a beautiful thing

$1.98 in nickles and dimes, three pennies from the cup holder
i'm too young to be stuck in that past, but it won't let alone.
the breaths were deeper, bass louder,
atmosphere stretching on forever, navy blue,
the streetlights safest on curb and asphalt;
if i'd known that wasn't infinite, i would have walked home slower,
and memorized every crack in the pavement
between your house and mine.
83 days.
I miss you too, you whore.

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