4.5.09

lying about writing in tea breaks

i was going to throw these words out
but i might wanna look back at them one day

the banner read "WE ARE TIMELESS". they said it came from a movie. we were acting compulsive because could see the clock ticking. but then we saw this banner, and something changed. we cant pin it down to a particular place or time, but something inside of us, starting from that day, it just wasn't the same. our eyes spoke in a different tongue now. "WE ARE EPIC". reassure me of this. please.

"so this is what he looks like," she said to me.
"yeah, that's him," i reply, my eyes scanning the top of album covers.
her next words were predictable.
"this is all you'll ever need." her head was tilted to one side.
reluctant agreement.
hesitant.
hesitant.
heads buried in dense silence.
"he took pictures of flowers"
"yeah, he did"

"no. theres always next year"
theres never next year.
"who knows if the sun's gonna come up tomorrow?"
"why do you always do this? turn everything into fuck it all cos we could die right now?"
"well, what do you wanna do? wait till it's too late and spend the rest of your life rotting away in your damn regrets?"
"i dont know why I even bother with you"
"why are you still here then?"

i guess lipstick and slogan tees won't save you now, bitch.

and now we're running with shopping cards and talking to the moon as the shades of the sky are streaking through our rushed hair. we're like the lonely trees in those postcards people buy to remind others that they're far, far, far away.

looking for the right words to say-
thing is, we'll probably never find them.