And even though i could easily find another
your name is signed on the dotted line...
upon my fractured heart,
you have left a mark.
and perhaps there are unseen brusies with memories of you.
there are longings for umentionable things you do.
but still there is
no. real. love.
only paper mached feelings
it's true: we were stuck like glue,
But yesterday i pulled up the residue of unreal.
Today i face whatever it is i feel:
*sigh..... ABSOLUTELY NOTHING =)