we'll see when
you'll come around again.
maybe green grass can
line the sidewalk
with its
freshly cut smell still
lingering
in the
breeze.

hope
hangs around
like that--
a band aid
left on so
the wound won't scar
but happy endings
are
left inside
on the kitchen counter
along with a history book
which won't be read
in time for the test.

but i'll still smile
even tears
drop
faster than
rain in april
because
i can still hear your whispers
in my locker.

09/02/2008

Posted on 09/02/2008
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