Wednesday, March 11, 2009

Crush

My sweat tastes bitter in my mouth
just like your absence
my breathing is heavy 
and with each step I take
my mind wants me to quit
I'm drawn to you
and the butterflies you left behind still flutter
My heart pushes me to keep running
as if it will bring me closer to you
I can't wait to see where your existence leads

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