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Monday, September 14, 2009


My hands are tied
by thick black ropes
with yellow lines,
or else I’d wrap my arms around you.
As things stand
and this distance grows,
these reaching hands
are too far for safe and sound. Do
you think it’d be alright
if I called you late tonight?
I know it’s not the same,
but at least you’d hear me
say your name.

Do I already have something named "Far"? The full title would be "Far Too Far," so I gues it doesn't matter in the end.
I have this problem...? Where I fail at keeping in touch with people...? Unless I can touch them. And even then, I fail.
Working on that, though, so it's okay :D

1 comment:

alia said...

i am terrible at keeping in touch with people.