26 March 2013

so long and thanks for all the fish


There was one, in between the many, over the course of the night,
that felt different from the rest.
When I knew,
That'd be the one I'd remember you by
Along with your hands, placed ever so lightly on the V of my shirt.
And that airy wisp of a secret I pretended you told to only me.

But even with my vision blurred
I could still see the distance behind your eyes
And maybe that's why we started it off
     already collecting mementos...
Because we knew, (maybe), that was all we really had.

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