like jeans 2 sizes too big
filled in the gaps with my ideals
dreams
for safe keeping
i played the part
you yearned for
the part
you needed
played the game
your way
so long
I became accustomed to it
married the solitary feeling
the notions and procrastinations
bedded the idea
of tomorrow
of some day
molded my world
around what I thought
we were creating
together
never realizing
i was alone in this
you never intended to fit yourself into me
never intended a give and take
so i was left
with clothes too big for just me
and dreams that had fallen
into the corners of tiny pockets
making friends with the lint
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dreams that had fallen into the tiny pockets....making friends with the lint.........wowww how do u manage to write all this? i wish i cud write such wonderful poetry. i love to write, write a lot too, but articles, i mean prose, cant write even 2 lines of poetry....
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