Slipping me away from you
"Oh it doesn't matter how you hide
Find you if we're wanting to
So slide back down and close your eyes
Sleep a while
You must be tired... "

Wednesday, January 14, 2009

Favorite Furniture

Are you scared to move me? Are you scared to let go? I was scared as hell, but I did it because I knew it couldn't ever be the same. And it isn't in the least. So why am I still there? Am I just a piece of furniture that you like to keep around to remember? Or is it the fear? I moved you out and away so I could deal with what was going on. That's how I got through. 
I'm not saying it's a bad thing that I'm still there; you're just not there for me.

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