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Date Posted: 02:47:02 05/23/03 Fri
Author: Gray Squirrel
Author Host/IP: 0-2pool17-185.nas50.stockton1.ca.us.da.qwest.net / 65.146.17.185
Subject: It Really Hurts to Still Love You

It Really Hurts to Still Love You

Knock knock,
No, no one there,
It's just my feet crossing
A trap door.
Wuh?

I would be silly and clever,
Could be...
But only girls who wish
They were 19 again would
Look at me and smile...
And I look like a pervert
Next to them.

You think I didn't notice?

Come on, it's me...
Remember me?

?

It's too quiet in here.
Inside here, here...
HERE.

(Sigh.)

Oh, maybe I should say "sigh,"
Without saying "sigh."
Paint a picture,
Watch people walking by,
Watch them thinking "sigh."

Wildflowers, he told you
You were crazy to buy
All those damn seeds,
But there he is, in a
Photograph I was forced to take,
Your hand forced into his...
The look on your face,
Do you call that a disguise?

And they bloomed,
But not as much as we
Wanted them to,
I only saw that photograph once.
Indelible.

Cannonballs are coming,
They will break all my bones,
And it will hurt, I must admit,
But not that much.

Oh well, everybody talks about
Love hurting more than
It hurts "you."
So, I'm not saying anything
New.

Everybody talks about the wind,
And the water, and your hair,
And wildflowers...
And the color of your eyes.

Everybody talks about lemonade,
But I don't have any lemons.
Yeah, clever...
And I can't go back to you,
This time.

Back, wherever.

-Gray Squirrel

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