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DON'T TELL A SOUL
i have given up on waiting because it doesn't live here. ten little secrets that i told myself, and don't tell a soul, because a soul will always tell.
where are you travis ivy? where are you ann from next door? i thought i saw you jonathan, but you always run from me.
andie, you left in a heartbeat. megan, you were never there. sewell, your idiot boy mouths your name - but you always run from me.

DUALITY
and that moment you promised me would never come shot through the air so fast i couldn't even see it.
and you said, "and you will never understand how i feel."

ECHOES
the fire found a new gathering place the day you packed your things and ran away to save your face from seeing me this way anymore. and the river you ran through made silly pools inside of me - wet memories that never seem to dry. i can't believe we've slipped...
no more echoes when my heart beat faster. no more games where you'd hide from me. no more hands clutched tight and sand stretched far trickled away when you found your way home.

NEW
did you think what you felt could let you run away? i'd be there, watching you. no chance for an escape. friendship cures all there is. i could never let you leave. did you think what you felt could let you run away?

VERDICT
there's a pattern to this. a flood of touch out here. different names and meaningless. it's hard enough to know i made you up inside my head.
when are you coming home? a thousand lonely holes just to well up again. when are you coming home? this has become impossible.
there's a theme in all of this. something everyone created for me. there's no such thing as the perfect kiss. it's hard enough to know i made you up inside my head.
sometimes the easiest things matter more. the slightest touch, however imperfect. even if i could, i wouldn't change a thing. the more she's around me, the further i get.

HAVE YOU EVER BEEN SO QUIET
have you ever been so quiet that the pen makes no sound. that you have no volume to even instill. have you ever been so quiet that even your greatest love looks ugly and loud. and even your whispered name was lost in a hush and a pin drop. have you ever been so quiet that the sound of a friend made you want to quit and lose the hope that you wanted to gift yourself with. have you ever wanted to stay. have you never wanted to give yourself away. have you ever been so quiet.

LOVE LETTERS
oh christessa is it right of me to expect more than a cloudy bar and a troubled head of me for you? and how can you think a brighter sky and formidable eyes from me? oh christessa, we are all connected.
every kiss could be our last. i want your eyes to be lightning and your heart a dagger. i want every kiss to be our last.
you are a rock i can't move in my mind and i am an infant you can throw in a river and never look back. could you give me one exit i deserve?
every kiss could be our last. i want your eyes to be lightning and your heart a dagger. every kiss has to be our last.
there was a time when love letters were fashionable and i had the faith in myself to admit i was someone else's. no more love letters. only promises. promises grant the lies that freedom brings. no promises. no endless possibilities of selfish unfulfillment.
every kiss could be our last. i want your eyes to be lightning and your heart a dagger. every kiss was our last.