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When it is all in the head

February 24, 2011

My imagined love story

Has you pursuing me

And I unyielding, refusing

Acting like a total bitch

And then you, walking away

To greener pastures, as they say.

Right now, this heartbreak phase

And me, sobbing in my pillow case

If you can just assure me

That you will return, however late

And if I can trust myself

To accept the adulterated you

Then maybe I can sleep tonight

Instead of standing in front of a mirror

On top of the bathroom sink

And pulling out my gray hair

One by one

While I imagine all this.

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One Comment leave one →
  1. February 25, 2011 1:35 pm

    How often have i thought such thoughts when I stared at the grey hair on my head….

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