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all I want is a kiss goodnight, everynight
for the rest of my life...


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January 11
well then by all means let her in and have all the dark things in her head scampering around at our feet pouncing on our shoelaces let’s sleep together like children I’ll brush your hair and carry you to bed or really I’ll just say I will to put the idea out there so you can do it for me timid sweet and calculating I take a step back on shark bitten tip-toes and you sigh occasionally so the coals in your chest keep their orange glow I’m sorry I try to do what I think you want me to do and I tell you what I think you want to hear and that I’m always wrong I never seem to learn the kinds of lessons you have to teach yourself I don’t know if that’s because I’m a bad teacher or student I just I’ll never be able to explain how devastating the loss of what could have been feels like and even if it would make me feel better to talk about it with you I wouldn’t ever want to hurt you or make you sad when I know I can do this alone I’ll fade away like a story you’ve only heard once one you liked but couldn’t remember some parts so soon, after days, you forgot you know, ‘stories’ is just a different way to say ‘lies’ but you have to trade 1 letter for 4 more why did you trade with your smile a locket for

well then by all means let her in and have all the dark things in her head
scampering around at our feet pouncing on our shoelaces

let’s sleep together like children
I’ll brush your hair and carry you to bed
or really I’ll just say I will to put the idea out there so you can do it for me
timid sweet and calculating

I take a step back
on shark bitten tip-toes
and you sigh occasionally
so the coals in your chest keep their orange glow

I’m sorry I try to do what I think you want me to do
and I tell you what I think you want to hear
and that I’m always wrong
I never seem to learn the kinds of lessons you have to teach yourself
I don’t know if that’s because I’m a bad teacher or student

I just
I’ll never be able to explain how devastating the loss of what could have been feels like
and even if it would make me feel better to talk about it with you
I wouldn’t ever want to hurt you or make you sad
when I know I can do this alone

I’ll fade away like a story you’ve only heard once
one you liked but couldn’t remember some parts
so soon, after days, you forgot

you know,
‘stories’ is just a different way to say ‘lies’
but you have to trade 1 letter for 4 more

why did you trade with your smile a locket for