Allister Reynolds: December 2010

your twenty third. and plane tickets.

wow, this is so high-school

i remember your twenty-third
from pictures and stories
i remember your friends
from phone calls and walls
i remember our love
in text and speech
i remember the reach
and the beach
mostly, i remember
not remembering
anything
mostly i remember short spurt encounters
and long plane rides
i remember romantic kisses at airports
and long drives home
i remember mixed drinks and sex
i remember short circuit
explosions
of our relationship

i remember pain
and grief
and anger
i remember digesting my heart
in the pit of my stomach

keeping with the theme,
i remember when we tried to make it work
and we only made it worse
all of my best intentions
..wasted on a girl i loved
but hardly knew
you
all my best intentions
i remember
were wasted on you

and now
how
my clouded emotions
and my skewed idea of what a love should be
rapid-fire
with plane rides
and mudslides
in between
never would have worked

vacation love and breast
beating heart from chest

but, i get it
it hurts
and i'll move on

i think

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i wish this day would never end
just one cold, cool day continuum

and the water never stops it's cycle
the river cant stop it's run
and if i cant be your bedside baby
i hope your having fun

because they painted on the walls,
the people before
and you left it up
for the artistic inspiration
but, while you took vacation
i was wading, waiting in the water
a hole in my shoe, sinking

what was i thinking
keeping my hands on hold?
where was my head
when the years passed by in fold...
when the days, all flutters and frays,
turned out in ways
i never expected,
when we were who we were
and didn't know it
when i was missing pieces
and didn't show it
when i couldn't make you happy?

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