i meant to forget
but it's 1 a.m. and the cooler weather is approaching
now i remember those front porch kisses in march
while thinking i can't wait to see you tomorrow
and i'll never get to see you
see you
without a pulse of your own
and our sunken face
from insomnia and malnutrition
see you
and your crappy grin you show to know one else
see you
and the hopeless romantic side
that you would give your hands before showing
ah,yes, your hands
the ones that i held so often
and would give anything to hold again
maybe this time they'll be unblued
and maybe this time they'll have a pulse again
maybe they'll keep mine warm this time
but it's 1 a.m. and the cooler weather is approaching
now i remember those front porch kisses in march
while thinking i can't wait to see you tomorrow
 
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