this is why i can't return your jumper or sickness in youthA Poem by sea lily
in your clothes,
you never left. i never gave up my hope, in love. never wanted a pale angel or a mind i could touch. you still write me letters in your cramped hand and sealed with your lips in your clothes we still kiss. and my feet that i never let you see make their home in the socks i bought when we were still eighteen. i gorge on the romance novels fight hard for your oversized t-shirts maybe i see myself as some kind of heroine intoxicated (comforted) although the smell faded longer before you did. this is why i can't return your jumper. or your socks that we folded inside-out and hung on the line as you took me on the kitchen counter with the afternoon sun brightening our eyes. why do boys get so ugly inside? as they grow up and lose the innocence of body and mind. girls, the soul's sickness and the neuroses of the glass. we couldn't last. so i keep your cotton jumpers and the jogging bottoms that held your naked body. holding mine, touching me. i can pretend we still shine. (keep your face in my mind) © 2010 sea lilyReviews
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2 Reviews Added on July 6, 2010 Last Updated on July 6, 2010 Authorsea lilyUnited KingdomAboutI'm growing out my hair Like it was when I was single It was longer than I'd known you I had no money then I had no worries then at all But with such a high standard of living. more..Writing
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