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;]

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August 9, 2005

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,

August 9, 2005

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.

August 9, 2005

im silly. ._. i realize this.oh well, love still

August 9, 2005

oh, how i missed your words.i am glad you have returned.<333

August 9, 2005

I’ve missed you.And thank you.♥

August 9, 2005

i’ve missed you.

August 10, 2005

i wish mine would return…

August 10, 2005

i am glad you’re back. you were missed very much. <3x

August 10, 2005

you’re wonderful.i have to ask though…did you get vulgar reverie from me? :P♥

August 10, 2005

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.

August 10, 2005

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.

August 10, 2005

welcome back, muse 🙂

August 10, 2005

“fingers aching heart breaking” adored. i’m glad your muse has returned as well i’ve missed reading you,

August 11, 2005

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,

August 11, 2005

beautybeautybeauty

August 11, 2005

I liked the last few lines. I’ve known that illusion. It hurts.

August 11, 2005

that was absolutely amazing. you captured that yearning heart broken feelings so wonderfully. *sigh* amazing.

August 11, 2005

i’ve missed your words.

August 13, 2005

i love you and i miss you ;;