rose scented soap on the corner of the sink, i washed my hands with the same water that rushed away any evidence that you ever existed.  the tears hit the metal at the bottom at the same time the drops of water fell from the nozzle.  there were many times that day i wanted to fall asleep, wake up and try again.  maybe i slept too many hours the night before, or maybe i didn’t sleep enough…i just wanted to replay every moment from the weeks prior and make sure i did every little thing right.

-i wont ever know if your eyes would have been hazel

it’s like trying to run without first knowing how to walk. teaching algebra without knowing basic addition and subtraction.  you have to make mistakes before you can make the right decision, but you never jump head first into 3 feet of water.

- you were burned before the fire even started.

there were moments of extreme clarity followed by moments filled with doubt.  i had butterflies with each turn and twist of the roads that led to your house.  they started off fluttering around softly, by the time i reached your drive they were flying in circles, doing tricks around my belly.  they calmed down only when your lips met mine.  you’ll probably go back and hate every moment we shared, i’ll always cherish them.  when i was with you i couldnt catch my breath, but i didn’t ever want to. 

- i wish i’d never met you.