1. 13 March 2010 · 03:04 PM · 2 notes
    Untitled: Exist By Chance.

    I leaned by the door
    looking a shade
    of smoky grey
    you traced my
    silhouette with your finger
    on the cool glass
    we were so close
    even though
    you were always on
    the other side
    there are times
    I have envisioned
    opening you up
    like an umbrella
    and taking cover inside
    perhaps we only
    exist by chance
    …

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