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Nov 2011
there was once a place in the sun with your name by the windowsill.
it was on the freaking sun and you still complained it was cold.
it was all i could do but pace around wondering what was wrong with you.

i called the doctor but he couldn't find you.
you whispered in my ear "I'm invisible harry",
i said "stop calling me harry....you know that's not my name, now let the doctor see you and stop wasting our time".

-the doctor prescribed me some pills for the voices and set up a follow up appointment.

**** you..


now the doctor think im crazy and i still worry about you....how can you be cold on the sun?

you said the reason was you didn't FEELMYLOVE.
i thought you could FEELMYLOVE just fine.
i was giving you enough wasn't i?
you said "there's never enough to give, Rudy why wont you look at me?"

i couldnt look at you........"i think your ugly" said I.

but even still............you should FEELMYLOVE

after awhile i decided we should give the moon a chance and made proper arrangements with our travel agent to move there.

you said you didn't want to.
i said "what do you want"
"i don't know"
"if you don't know what you want, how can you know what you don't"
"i don't know"
"you don't know anything"
"i know some things"
"what do you want from me, why cant you be happy"
"i have no idea"
"so what else is new"
"i want to die"
"don't say that.......I............I think i love you......"
"no you dont, you never have"
"***** you"
"wow, i can really see how much you love me"
"im packing my things, im leaving tomorrow with or without you"....

THE!TRAIN!FOR!THE!MOON!LEFT!IN!THE!MORNING

and                                 the
i                                      ride
was                                 was
the              and               long
only                                 and
one                                  I  
on                                    missed
it                                      you


by the time i got to the moon i new i had made a mistake...

indeed, i forgot my toothbrush........everyone knows you can only get the best toothbrushes from the sun....silly me

i stayed on the moon waiting for her.


but she never came.


and i cried

and grew old

all alone

on the moon

and i knew if only we could be together now...

she could FEELMYLOVE
Rodolfo Facio Jr
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