Tuesday, September 15, 2009
The Noise Outside
Your car coming down the street (I'd recoginse that engine anywhere).
Maybe I should be cleaning up when you come inside, moving things around.
The door slamming shut (it never shuts right the first time).
Or try and look relaxed when you come inside, watching TV, reading a book.
Footsteps up to the door (scraping your feet on an old 'WELCOME' mat).
I could meet you there, when you come inside, act like I've waited the whole day for you.
Keys jangling (your keyring is too big, you open too many things).
And then you come inside. And I'm writing this.
Written by Me at 12:45 AM
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i like this :)
i know how it feels.
wow this is nice :D
that would be the best thing to walk into.
You make me nervous and anxious and indecisive...all the things I don't wanna be.
I wish I didn't wait for you this much for everything.
Sounds like that one girl everyone's got that really makes ur heart beat faster
and i know someday, i shouldnt wait around for you to come anymore.
because you are leaving. me.
I have two keys on my keyring.
this is everything that i miss
I've fallen in love with this blog, and I think you're absolutely brilliant, which is why I feel the need to point out that your first word is misspelled. You should have used "You + are = You're" not "Your." Fix it and don't allow this comment to be posted. It'll be our little secret ;)
Keep up the great work. I love it.
It's meant to be "Your car coming down the street." not "You are car coming down the street." But I do sincerely appreciate it, my spelling is horrible at the best of times <3
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