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Most nights I don't spend sleeping I lie awake I don't feel, It doesn't feel Like I'm here - Lying on this bed For hours on end Thrashing and turning And thrashing again Left to right, Flat on my back, On my stomach, Then on my back Staring At whatever darkness I could make out of the ceiling And beyond, whatever hovered Right above it I wish I could lie Swear it By the stars and the sky Say - I haven't got a clue As to what's keeping me up But I'm past the point of untruth And I've already come too far now So this one I'll let out I know as much It's everything - ***** dishes in the kitchen, Bills that need payment, Reports to be written Letters to be sent Dates to be set My parents' health My siblings' texts A friend who needs my dress - And off my mind wanders Farther, Much farther Than I would want it to Than I know it should Up north, down south, West to east and back again - Wherever you lie at night Or sit during the day Wondering about *How tall is that skyscraper you're building Still no cheese in your popcorn Sunday Star Wars marathons And James Bond impressions Three cups of coffee And a steaming mug of tea a day Are you still the same That pub that had our drinks out Before we even got there Does it still stand Two blocks away Like me Do you still Lie awake and Think most at night* But More than a different place, is A different time I cannot keep up One of us Could still be in 2008 Replaying every single moment The day we met, Lost In the littlest details - The green of your sweater Hair right above the shoulder And the faintest of crinkles Your eyes showed The first time you smiled - But the other, already Ten, twenty years down the road Pieces picked up along the way - How you liked your steak The bed you never make Oreos when you're up at midnight Beer for conversations And ***** for celebrations - Now just tucked away In a tiny box you keep Under your bed Or perhaps, In one of those storage spaces You now rent For all those trinkets That no longer suit Your sharp, new apartment Or maybe (I especially like this theory) Thrown away Never to be found again Oh, really, I wouldn't know And there's no way how After all It's five in the morning My time And in yours, Wherever you are now Do they still Keep track of time The same way they do today In 2008?
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Jul 31, 2014
Jul 31, 2014 at 2:49 AM UTC
2008
Most nights I don't spend sleeping I lie awake I don't feel, It doesn't feel Like I'm here - Lying on this bed For hours on end Thrashing and turning And thrashing again Left to right, Flat on my back, On my stomach, Then on my back Staring At whatever darkness I could make out of the ceiling And beyond, whatever hovered Right above it I wish I could lie Swear it By the stars and the sky Say - I haven't got a clue As to what's keeping me up But I'm past the point of untruth And I've already come too far now So this one I'll let out I know as much It's everything - ***** dishes in the kitchen, Bills that need payment, Reports to be written Letters to be sent Dates to be set My parents' health My siblings' texts A friend who needs my dress - And off my mind wanders Farther, Much farther Than I would want it to Than I know it should Up north, down south, West to east and back again - Wherever you lie at night Or sit during the day Wondering about *How tall is that skyscraper you're building Still no cheese in your popcorn Sunday Star Wars marathons And James Bond impressions Three cups of coffee And a steaming mug of tea a day Are you still the same That pub that had our drinks out Before we even got there Does it still stand Two blocks away Like me Do you still Lie awake and Think most at night* But More than a different place, is A different time I cannot keep up One of us Could still be in 2008 Replaying every single moment The day we met, Lost In the littlest details - The green of your sweater Hair right above the shoulder And the faintest of crinkles Your eyes showed The first time you smiled - But the other, already Ten, twenty years down the road Pieces picked up along the way - How you liked your steak The bed you never make Oreos when you're up at midnight Beer for conversations And ***** for celebrations - Now just tucked away In a tiny box you keep Under your bed Or perhaps, In one of those storage spaces You now rent For all those trinkets That no longer suit Your sharp, new apartment Or maybe (I especially like this theory) Thrown away Never to be found again Oh, really, I wouldn't know And there's no way how After all It's five in the morning My time And in yours, Wherever you are now Do they still Keep track of time The same way they do today In 2008?
Don't give me coffee after twelve. Not safe for the mind that tends to wander off.
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littlejoelle
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littlejoelle
Jul 31, 2014
Jul 31, 2014 at 2:49 AM UTC
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