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An un finished write.

I turn on the windshield wipers once,
not continuously for that gives me nothing else to think about.
turning the heat down,
as I shiver to the bone I realize that I come second.
I roll down my window so you can have that fresh air,
swiftly passing through your hands.
You look at me and smile,
I remember when it was real, when you were real.

You had me first,
my heart my love my soul.
I am so strong no known weaknesses,
till you came and stole everything I had owned.

We arrive at your house and we get out,
I always did take longer to get to the door.
I should be used to seeing you walk away,
but I'm not so I practice everyday to try and make it easier.
We in the living room on two separate couches,
watching movie after movie.
You always used to like to sit with me,
but now its so different.

You always said you could trust me,
its one more deception to add to our memories.
Baby time changes everything life must go on,
and I'm not going to stand in your way.



Author notes

I dont know how to finish this write. I started, and could keep going, untill the end, thee end of the 'relationship' so to speal, I couldnt end this piece.
Written October 25th, 2006

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