Lost Love. Found Friend.

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Memoir  |  House: Booksie Classic

After love is lost...

Sometimes I worry you won't recognize me again.
Dyed my hair.
Pierced a bar through my ear.
Got new glasses.
Painted my nails.
Primed my fine eyes.

Sometimes I worry I won't recognize me again.
Drink until I laugh at everything.
Sneak smokes of wine b and m's
Flirt with hopeless victim, be a bitch afterward.
Leave without word whenever.
Piercemy ear with a bar that my mom hates.

Sometimes I worry Iwon't recognize you again.
Your hair, I don't know.
Your body, older now?
Your face, aged and mature?
New friends, new attitude?

Iworry that the roads we travel won't cross.
Iworry that the roads we travel weren't supposed to.
Iworry that the road you travel is so different now.
And Iworry that the road I travel is so different now.

Iworry I'll lose you more than Ialready have.


Submitted: November 09, 2009

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