threes and swords

and i wonder what your mothers say

when i quit coming

when my name quit sounding

any way, they must say its a sin

and we’ve known this, seperate, since we were kids

i was never good at the games we’d play

and i’d give up, maybe, too easily

and i’d let you, maybe i’d let you win

and rule the radio

and adjust the stereo

but now i run and jump and stretch greater than

and would that we’d never touched, or anything

and never sitting, close enough to feel the heat your body made

then i wouldnt know how to miss it all that way

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