Tuesday, February 19, 2008

my heart outside me

and there was my heart. right in front of us, perfectly still, and I had nothing to say. i could have taken it back right then, but i wanted you to see it and know why it can't live inside me. turns out you were never so complicated. your hand was limp around my beating, drifting heart and i wanted it back completely. mainly because i sing louder when you let go.

yes. the external heart is a problem. it gets lost easily and i can't feel you stir. it means my love is assumed and glossy. and, i don't really need to get over you. i'll just put you on the shelf next to my mother.

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