*VIVA VOCE.

12.30.02 @ 10:37 pm

if you are my saviour, then distance is my murderer. i have yet to comprehend why the sun continues to rise without you here. loneliness blooms around every corner and pollutes the air with it's sour scent. unfair is walking down Broad Street all alone in the midst of men and women snuggling up in the cold air. unfair is not having you to keep the wind out of my hair and the solitude out of my mind. unfair is dining on a 510 dollar meal and walking outside to see a homeless man with only one leg freezing to death beneath the windows. if you are my sun, then distance is the clouds. cover you in shades of grey and leave me here to shiver&shake. if i have to i'll breathe till i'm breathless and rest till i'm restless, but i'll never stop hoping. this world could burn down in a matter of minutes and none of the destruction would matter because i know i'll be seeing your face in the smoke. another day ends/another day without you is a day wasted.


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