6-26-12

i left the music notes on the small of my back

because i thought you would like to read them in the morning light.

now i'm wondering

if my skin and yours should ever meet again-

whose would take the greater fall.

i keep them there, though, because i know the feeling

that the little taps your fingertips make

can temporarily quiet my longing for the man that you could never be.

(but don't worry, because i know you won't.

he is just simply a part of me now.)