sleepyskin's Diaryland Diary

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nothing now

I hoped that I would bleed and I did.
slowly at first, but enough to know what safety feels like.
conversation was easy, yet
strangely uncomfortable mostly
because my dirty, dirty mind kept
wondering if you'd kiss me,
if you'd touch me again
if you'd want to know how I feel.
in the end, I drove home
and in the end you drove home, too.
there's nothing now where there once was something
I think.

2:37 AM - September 20, 2002

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