km-jonesWhisper

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sobrietyWhat are you searching for at the bottom of that bottle? / Any message to be found, I'm sure you swallowed long ago. / I lose sight of you with every shot glass emptied.
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Apr 29, 2014
the boy who inspired me to write againLaying next to you is like sliding a cotton crew cut over bare skin - and looking into your eyes is a lot less like homework - trying to add and subtract all the ifs and ands and buts - to get an answer. It's more like looking through old photo albums and seeing how far you've come... While the neighbor's dog barks and car doors slam only dozens of feet from the bed in which we lay for hours - tasting each other's tendencies - both spoken and other forms of oral. And I just want to bask in a moment with you - but moments bleed into minutes bleed into memories of clock faces and LCD screens for time checked - time lost? But I wouldn't mind being lost a time or two with you.
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Apr 1, 2014
NostalgiaReading back through diary entries... / Old narratives of true love / Before pino noir and paychecks...
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Dec 16, 2013
now that I'm older...I don't want to write about pain anymore. / Forgiveness trumps anger. / Love trumps infidelity.
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Oct 13, 2013
I feel like I could be your Terri Irwin.I stand still in this room, to look across at you, and grin. / You don't have to understand what this means... / You make me re-evaluate my values.
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Jul 18, 2012
raw footageYou got the whole ******* town in this war. / Look left, brake right. / It's nothing but coasted stop signs and run red lights.
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Jun 11, 2012
mutual doesn't really go both ways**** you. / for not realizing what you just lost.
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May 25, 2012
winding downReal love is too realistic to bear a name: true, enduring, forever. / Romance is not romantic, for love letters are dull to read, and flowers wilt, and butterflies cease to flutter. / *Love, you'll never be further away than when you are lying next to me.
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May 14, 2012
when love let goWhich is better- / to be let go / or
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May 3, 2012
live to love another dayI want to know what love without endings feels like- / see expectations met. / live to love an old man- an old woman, myself.
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Feb 6, 2012
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