4.05.2010

...and on the other hand:

When you wake up alone at four in the morning
your hair wet with sweat, your sheets and guts knotted
and it's noontime now and you've still only heard
"Hello, you've reached So-and-so..." without any ring
so you know that her phone's off and hope that she's sleeping
the three time zones between you tearing you apart
but you keep calling anyway in the hopes that it'll change.
It'll change.

If that's how you've got it then you're fighting the good fight.

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