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Monday, September 3, 2007

FUSHIGI YUUGI ! MY NEW LOVE !

in a book in a box in th closet
in a line in a song i once heard
in a moment on a front porch late one june
in a breath inside a whisper beneath the moon

there it was at the tip of my fingers
there it was on the tip of my tongue
there you were and i had never been that far
there it was the whole world wrapped inside my arms
& i let it all slip away

what do i do now that you're gone
no back up plan, no second chance
&no one else to blame
all i can hear in the silence that remains
are the words i couldn't say .

there's a rain that'll never stop falling
there's a wall that i tried to take down
what i shoulda said just wouldn't pass my lips
so i held back&now we've come to this
&it's too late now

what do i do now that you're gone
no back up plan, no second chance
&no one else to blame
all i can hear in the silence that remains
are the words i couldn't say .

shoulda found a way to tell you how i felt .
now the only one i'm telling is myself .

what do i do now that you're gone
no back up plan, no second chance
&no one else to blame
all i can hear in the silence that remains
are the words i couldn't say .

i love you;
if that's okay with you [: