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dear friend, autumn'02
the walks, the drives,the working 9 till 5
our talks, our thoughts, i'm waiting in the dark.
our phones sing. your door bell i always ring.

make me sit
make me wait
i lose patience and over take

that thought
to yell out hello ...
it blew away today.

cuz your, your body,
it left.
your door never slammed
our confrontation collpased once again.

my thoughts they never cease to cry
whether in disguise or on a stage
just till today and a few more yesterdays.

i hide. i spy.
peaking through windows
covering up her peace of mind.

brush away my thoughts
comb it back for tomorrow
pull it up and i'll wait for my hero,
my best friend, saving the best for last.
the end.