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Published: 2007-12-06 06:29:33 +0000 UTC; Views: 66; Favourites: 0; Downloads: 1
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I'm stuck in cars on the side of the roadwriting messages on window fog
my secret to you, lost with the cold
but back comparing pictures of you
to the you I barely recognize now,
I stall like that one night in the car
where I wanted to say it
but didn't know how...
lost again on the side of the road,
lights dying far behind us
sparkling, dancing against the snow
the radio pops and cracks like a record
like it's tapping a message
and I'm happy we're hearing it
together
but back comparing pictures of you
to the you standing before me,
the you that drove me miles away
the you who didn't ignore me
I stall like that one night in the car
mid-winter with the engine down
where all I wanted to do was say it
but I didn't know how
I didn't know how
and you're such a charmer in your brand new suit
talking to your girl like we never were
(I thought I made my peace with you
but that was before you came in with her)
did you wipe away all that I wrote?
are your windows and conscience clean?
Did you throw out your old grey hoodie
that smelled like grass and gasoline?
but back comparing pictures of you
to the you standing before me,
the you that drove me miles away
the you who didn't ignore me
I stall like that one night in the car
mid-winter with the engine down
where all I wanted to do was say it
but I didn't know how
I didn't know how
I don't know how
I don't know how
I don't know how,
so tell me how...
Comments: 8
Zomai [2007-12-06 20:13:15 +0000 UTC]
I love the sixth verse, about having a history you wrote on or with a person become erased. It's... a very well captured feeling, especially when you find yourself in that sort of situation.
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amaranthineries In reply to Zomai [2007-12-08 20:38:55 +0000 UTC]
Indeed. =/ Think it's a coping mechanism? I sorta see it as something the person tries to project, like they've forgotten everything that's happened, even though they probably haven't...at least, I hope not. What's even the point of being in love if nobody remembers it after?
I'm just rambling now. T.T
Love you, doll. <3
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Zomai In reply to amaranthineries [2007-12-12 03:33:24 +0000 UTC]
It might be a coping mechanism but it's still definitely a crappy position to face when you aren't the one using it. Chyeah, we feel yeh girl!
(...I can't believe I just did that. Ick.)
I doubt it's been forgotten sunshine, even if it feels like that sometimes. And maybe it's good for you too? You don't have a choice in it but you can use it to help you put it all behind you anyway.
....haha, you ramble, I ramble, we all ramble.
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GhstsInSnow [2007-12-06 13:38:48 +0000 UTC]
This is just another great example of your genious. It's showing! <3<3<3<3
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ScribbledNotes [2007-12-06 07:10:23 +0000 UTC]
Repeitition is your friend and you use it well. Love this. It is difficult, this I can attest to. Saying it after and still attempting to be friends... daunting. Frustrating.
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amaranthineries In reply to ScribbledNotes [2007-12-06 07:18:03 +0000 UTC]
Thank you so much, dear. You know, it's interesting. I love your critique, plus it gives comments like this a very strange sense of victory. Like "holy crap, she didn't say anything, this must be pretty good!". 'Cause you're all specific and amazing like that.
But yes, I'm gonna leave it here. Praise Clippers comment, win!
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ScribbledNotes In reply to amaranthineries [2007-12-06 07:22:04 +0000 UTC]
Oh! Thank you so much. Glad my comments help.
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