Thursday, July 30, 2009

dusty words, sittin' on a shelf.

reading old blogs of mine.
and i'm thinking wow, i used to be able to put together
a decent little verse.
but i'm also remembering how goddamn good i felt,
when your little love notes,
were written for no one but me.

it's a pretty addictive way to feel.

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