nah, you can keep the change..

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Mood: an(s)w(oon) hehe

real change is gold not silver and copper.
how much change you get is always determined by how much you're spent.
i feel stuck between a crock and a hard plACE.
a coin flipped off by your finger but i still land heads up on top.
but i'll never be a posterboy for something i don't believe in-
i never said i cared if it's something you believed in or not.
it's always hands that hold change.
and i've been dealt a bad hand that slaps me across the face whenever i try to turn the other cheek.
lesson in life: "save face" doesn't mean much when you have two of them.
it's easy to gamble with anything you have when there is always something else to throw onto the table.
good chances are someone that "hates" me is taking time out of their day to read this right now. kinda funny how that works.
i wouldn't have gotten anywhere i can without someone saying i can't.
i've spent too much time heaving out my insides on screens and off camera.
hot shower water without cold linoleum regrets.
staring without looking-
thoughts without thinking,
living without existing.
things you did days and years ago seem silly now as she stands next to you in the mirror, clinging to your side.
sometimes you smell your sleeve just because her head was laying against it last night.
and it will be again tonight.
everynight.
the girl is something you can't have prescribed or bottled but a dose of her takes away all your problems.
infinite refills.
being without her is a nightmare on the skin.
she still swears i'm not insane.
the way her face lights up makes electricity seem secondary.
jealousy has a vip pass to every room we're in.
i could not feel closer to her if our dna was fused.
a feeling you want to keep in your pocket.
somewhere even closer than your heart.
after the last time she picked my spirits off the floor i never fell that low again.
she knows me better than i do and she still wants to stick around.
shes actually proud of me- proud to be with me.
most people build a home around their dreams, but we've built dreams around our home.
tonight moonlight crawls in from the window minute by minute inching closer, wanting to be where i am.
holding you to my chest as you sleep i hear birds outside that must have flown 15 stories just to get a glimpse, a peek.
believe me. i can relate.
laying under sheets and over our heads we always talk about "lost time" but it wasn't really that much of a loss if it got us where we are today.

loveyou.