(you always never cared. i never always cared. i think the two intersect somewhere between here and there.)
i miss the way your lips fell open to reveal your teeth.
and i always hated that you would grin with your mouth closed to hide it.
i miss the way you couldn't love me.
you could only hold me as long as you could hold a thought in your head.
and even as i was in your arms, i could feel you growing distracted.
12:14 a.m. - 2003-04-06
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