Thursday, April 5, 2012

New Guy (I have a date...)

You're becoming my favorite colors
And my favorite cups of coffee
The vanilla and the extra cream
The lucky cigarette.
You're the parts in the movies
Where the guy gets the girl
Or vice versa
(in this case).
But is two months long enough?
I can't lie and say the dreams are all gone
Or that I don't think about him,
I'm not doing it on purpose.


Your voice, though,
And your mouth;
Your eyes...
It's almost worth it,
To pretend.

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