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Published: Oct 20, 2010

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^{3:36 AM
i forgot to mention:
i'm looking for you.
and did i forget to mention
that you're impossible to find?

i know that you say
you're above technicalities,
but that's not what i think.
so i say, 'let's find each other,
and we'll break a few clichés.'

we'll fall between the cracks,
so honey, don't mind the bruises.
'cause they're just reminders
of how much we love each other.

['cause if you li[v]e for love,
maybe i[t]'ll die for you.]

3:41 AM
i miss the dandelion wishes
and waiting for the flowers bloom
in fields of "maybe" and "what if"
so i can pick you a flower for your hair.
'cause you'd look pretty with a
'maybe i love you'
behind your ear.

but that was beforehand.

[now i know]

3:45 AM
watching,
waiting.
listen,
pacing.
hating
knowing
nothing's
coming.

[and you're not coming.]

3:46 AM
it doesn't matter what you said,
you belong to me—
the bruises are proof.
you think he'll save you?
[think again.]

3:47 AM
did you think i wouldn't notice?
did you think i wouldn't care?
well, you're the blind one, girl.
you should've known better.
the alcohol makes everything easy,
and i still know the way to your house.

[i'm breaking more than habits tonight.]

3:49 AM
i think i'd rather feel anger
'cause it's easier than pain.
i'd still rather feel fury,
'cause it's easier than shame.
and if it makes you run farther,
then i'd know you feel the same.
but i know you well enough;
you'll smile through the pain,
you always said you liked it rough.
[i blame you for these bloodstains]

your breath leaves you cold and white,
and i know you well enough to know
you'll smile as you're losing the fight,
you'll smile as you tell me you love me,
as the red clouds your sight.
'cause, honey, i'm breaking more
than promises tonight.

[i think i like you better like this]

3:50 AM
so, sorry, love,
if i would rather shout than smile.
so, forgive me, love,
if i would rather forget than forgive.
i'm sorry, love,
if i would rather bruise than believe.

you drove me miles
past the end of the road.
i'm past my breaking point,
and i broke more than your heart tonight.

[so, sorry, love.]}