Monday, January 13, 2014

Departure

Must have imagined
those last three lines,
sleeping on your floor,

two days have passed
and I'm older, you're older

than I thought, but maybe
that's because I'm selfish,
or because I can't count,

It doesn't matter to me
(the part about how old you are)
it doesn't matter to me
(because I don't care)

I've forgotten all that stuff
long ago,

I've aged accordingly.

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