Thursday, July 19, 2012

Apocalyptic

I've seen you.
I've seen the way you move.
I've seen the way you let go.
I've seen the way you explode.

I mean those earth-shattering words.
I mean my world is curling.
I mean to tell you.

But we know it doesn't work like that.
We know that I can't.
Do you know?
Do you know how fast my stomach is spinning?

I want you to know.
I want you to want me to know.
I want you to stop cutting corners.
I want you to stop taking shortcuts.
I want you to want to take the long road.

Because even if it doesn't work out,
even if it's apocalyptic,
we'll have it.
We'll have the experience.
We'll know.

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