Wednesday, December 31, 2008

if not yours.

you look at yourself in the bottom of your glass.
eyes wide, 
mouth hanging open, 
you wish you were someone else.
empty bottles litter the floor
as you step around your insecurities.
bruised elbows push through
crowds as we try to find each other.
i'm here.
help me up again.

i'm not whole if i'm not yours.

Tuesday, December 2, 2008