Everything I write
reads like you
but reflects me.
all that I can
get down on paper
is how easy it was
to say sorry and then
nothing at all
I want to find out
what it is about you
that makes my fingers
itch for a pen
when I know they're
all out of ink
I don't think I
really know anything
at all but I want to know you
Dec 1, 2014
Dec 1, 2014 at 5:20 PM UTC
Everything I write
reads like you
but reflects me.
all that I can
get down on paper
is how easy it was
to say sorry and then
nothing at all
I want to find out
what it is about you
that makes my fingers
itch for a pen
when I know they're
all out of ink
I don't think I
really know anything
at all but I want to know you
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