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Circa 1994 Sep 2014
Invest all my assets in this stock.
Empty my pockets,
Take my pride.
All I want is a guarantee that you'll stay
And promise to love me.

RSVP for our future.
Look into a crystal ball
and tell me what you see.

Is it me and you - us?
Or is it me, you, and the sea still in between?
Circa 1994 Sep 2014
Cause I'm lonely, that's why.
Or I'm bored.
Cause I'm sad and I need a distraction.
Because why not?
Circa 1994 Sep 2014
i don't remember the last time you stayed up until five a.m.
but i remember the boy that did.

your curfew may have changed
buy you're still the man i love.

it scares me how deep we can dive
and then in the next instant we're floating on the surface.
all that water in my ears.
all that sand in my mouth.
pffftttttt

let's piece together the continents
so you're not so far away.

it's fun to remember,
i'll list all the things i miss.

number one is you
number two is me
and number three is endless bliss.
Circa 1994 Sep 2014
you were always far away,
but now you're always gone
and i'm always waiting for my phone to light up with the notification that means you're back.
new email.
missed call.
new updates.
but not you.

the thing about you leaving is
i'm afraid you'll realize you don't have to come back.
and then you won't.
but i'll just keep waiting.
more emails.
more missed calls.
more updates.
but not you.
here's to the self proclaimed rejects.
here's to the ones that wait by the phone.
here's to the ones without a distraction.
Circa 1994 Sep 2014
I don't feel like I'm slipping through the center of the earth.
The molten core won't char my shoes
And singe my hair.

No more quicksand paved roads
******* me in like a hungry mouth with no teeth.

Hydroplaning is a thing of the past,
Because it's not raining on my parade anymore.
Circa 1994 Sep 2014
Words aren't so reassuring anymore
Because words are what got me to this nowhere place.
The place I can't feel your flesh pinched between my fingers.

My nerves don't remember the sensations
That once nurtured me.
Circa 1994 Sep 2014
If you say I love you, you're signing a contract
A document that you acknowledge the sharp pains that keep you from sleeping won't cease.

You're forfeiting the feeling of being loved in order to show someone love.

You're saying: "I know this will happen again and it is worth it."
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