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I want to kiss the back of your neck,
the top of your spine where your hair hits,
and gnaw on your fingertips and fall asleep,
I'll talk you to sleep.

Your hand, so hot,
burns a hole in my hand.
I wanted to show you.

-Lisa Loeb

melancholia;

It's such a perfect day

Now the sky could be blue; I don't mind.
Without you it's a waste of time

Could be blue; I don't mind
Without you it's a waste of time

Could be blue, could be grey.
Without you I'm just miles away

Could be blue; I don't mind
Without you it's a waste of time

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=isH1yy8I_dc

끊어.

after looking at my shoes by the door for weeks, maybe even months,
i finally had the courage to get off the sofa and put them on
they were rather cold, having not worn them for so long
but they felt familiar, comfortable and safe

finally, i apologized once again
stepped over the threshold
and closed the door gently.