Make Art, Not War

Sunday, March 27, 2011

A to Z

I never wrote you a love song
but then, we were never in love.
It's a funny thing- to be sleeping with someone
or anyway, it was fun.

I never sent that last email
the one that went "yeah, I'm just ganna
hold my breath"
(but you get the idea).

I never told you the truth
though I was incredibly honest.
You praised me once for this
and it was the one compliment
I could accept.

Right up until I jumped ship
swam to shore- or better yet
swam to the depths again to remain
nameless among those other
fish in the sea.

It wasn't a proper goodbye but then,
it wasn't a proper introduction.

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