(n)
in·fi·del·i·ty /infiˈdelitē/
I have a place where
I take the things that I
want to say, but mustn't
belt out loud.
You told me that
I wouldn't want the
world to hear the things
that scare me,
only because
you didn't want it
to be used
against
me.
I write down the
things that aren't
supposed to be in
my head, only
because you told me
that I shouldn't be
worrying about things
that aren't worth
it.
Since the first day
*(middle of December, or
something like that)*
you have been
taking care of me
even when I
told you not to
worry.
You threw around
kisses that
carried a sort of
incredible gravity.
Gave out
your signature
on papers that
also had mine.
*(Oh honey, you gave me
the kind of love that
I've seen on the
television. What more
could I want?)*
Although
even the most
sober entanglements
ask:
(Where are you?)
Dec 7, 2013
Dec 7, 2013 at 10:56 AM UTC
(n)
in·fi·del·i·ty /infiˈdelitē/
I have a place where
I take the things that I
want to say, but mustn't
belt out loud.
You told me that
I wouldn't want the
world to hear the things
that scare me,
only because
you didn't want it
to be used
against
me.
I write down the
things that aren't
supposed to be in
my head, only
because you told me
that I shouldn't be
worrying about things
that aren't worth
it.
Since the first day
*(middle of December, or
something like that)*
you have been
taking care of me
even when I
told you not to
worry.
You threw around
kisses that
carried a sort of
incredible gravity.
Gave out
your signature
on papers that
also had mine.
*(Oh honey, you gave me
the kind of love that
I've seen on the
television. What more
could I want?)*
Although
even the most
sober entanglements
ask:
(Where are you?)
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