Dominic Riccitello
Nov 6, 2014

could’ve

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my tongue became lodged in the back of my mouth i looked you in the eye and said fuck you walked down the stairs and just sat there cried and realized i don’t have time, it’s taking over your soul and all, everything i used to know the ground, it shook, the knees, they wobbled sound of champagne supernova the lingering feeling of your existence dances in my day all the ways and all the wise all your hey’s and all your hi’s tossing the dice and betting it all for a mere nothing you could always break the fall and drag me by my feet so deep and stuck in a motion of nothingness as we danced and paced our day in everything but our own loneliness our truth rolled by, we found our time the sky aligned and math slowly divided everything comes to an end, but in the end it’s how you spent not how the past could’ve been or how it could’ve went