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2002-06-21 - 9:17 p.m.

I sit here, and tremble, my fingers hovering above the letters, on the keyboard, and how I suddenly wish that I was blind. so that my eyes would be canvased black to everything else, except the memory of your face.

Last night, I fell asleep trying to fold myself into the silk corners of that blissful, autumn day, in the park, when you carved "wendy was here" on the rusted bench. and the moment was right, and everything was perfect. because indeed I was there. I was there with you

somehow I really never needed any more than ..

just being. near you.

with all of the

melting like milkchocolate

silent thoughts

swirling between us

a wide eyed laughing girl

and a boy who flashed open

for a fleeting moment

like a supermarket door

before closing up

before shutting down.

before pushing away.

before YOU

s t o p p e d.

whispering

secrets into my glossy mouth

and went all

far

away

and

now

I

Need

a

microscope

to

find

any

traces

of

your

eyelashes

beneath

the

lilac

duvet

where

you

last

lay

before

you

swept

us

so

wide