arti[choking on you]
you are half-closed eyes,
dull grey lips when fingertips reach
too far into closed notebooks.
sometimes i strain my ears to
try and hear your voice through
ink black wires, not realising it
was always a dial tone.
maybe i imagined the sound
of you breathing.
and i am carressing the neck
of my guitar, fingers aching heart breaking
haven’t played in so long because
the chords are empty without your
voice to keep them warm.
i smoke your brand of cigarettes
because i thought they might
kill me quicker.
i will not admit that it
is really to trick my mind into
thinking i am still breathing you in.
[it was time for a change. these are no longer the last words. check out my front page too, because that is also new. and while you’re at it, check out my other diary… arc-de-triomphe because it is lonely. i have missed writing, for some reason my muse has returned. xo;]
darling this is a transfer of my thoughts done in charcoal. i smoke your brand of cigarettes because i thought they might kill me quicker.and why have i never known of your third diary? its a travesty.love,
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fabulous. perhaps one of the best sounds in the world, the dial tone. it has so much potential, so much anticipation or nervousness in it’s buzz, at times. i love it. and you. lots.
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im silly. ._. i realize this.oh well, love still
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oh, how i missed your words.i am glad you have returned.<333
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I’ve missed you.And thank you.♥
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i’ve missed you.
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i wish mine would return…
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i am glad you’re back. you were missed very much. <3x
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you’re wonderful.i have to ask though…did you get vulgar reverie from me? :P♥
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thank you,dear.that was one of the kindest things i have heard lately.i heart your new name.et tu es aussi belle que toujours.take care.
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i read this this morning before i left for band rehearsal(i almost typed school…it’s so close it makes me sick!)and it made me a little more able to live through the day.<3, laura.
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welcome back, muse 🙂
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“fingers aching heart breaking” adored. i’m glad your muse has returned as well i’ve missed reading you,
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grand. cause i think we’ve all been missing you. p.s. please e-mail me your address. i want to write you while i’m in iraq. xx,
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brandichantel@gmail.com
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beautybeautybeauty
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I liked the last few lines. I’ve known that illusion. It hurts.
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that was absolutely amazing. you captured that yearning heart broken feelings so wonderfully. *sigh* amazing.
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i’ve missed your words.
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i love you and i miss you ;;
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