hola, rojo, 'morning to you
you always helped me chase demons away
don't know what i'll do without you
so Pan is the name of the plane
**************
She didn't wake up that easily anymore. She barely stirred,pulling the heavy quilt up over her shoulders,
shuddering at the imaginary cold of the window she thought he had opened.
He touched her cheek, ran his thumb over the skin under her eye that was once bruised and bloody, the eye that held her last tears when she finally said she had had enough.
But she didn't stir. Not even sigh out loud anymore.
**************
second to the right
straight on 'til morning
that's where i'll be waiting
second to the right
straight on 'til morning
***************
He watched her tie her hair into a ponytail on top
of her head, giving her the empty can for her ash tray, slipping the large cup of coffee in front of her.
"God, you didn't have to do that" Abby rubbed her neck with one hand, the other cramped painfully around the coffee mug."Really"
He shook his head, keeping his back to her.
Cigarette after cigarette, she looked up at the crack in the ceiling, the yellowing spot on the ceiling, the way the walls seemed to heave whenever one of them moved or let out an akward breath.
"Are you going to sit down with me?" Abby asked, tucking her legs to her chest, biting down on her bottom lip.
He took a deep breath at the stove.
**************
hola, tick-tock
my time is up
Pedro says
i will forget him in days
in my new life, no room for a lost boy
boys can be so dumb sometimes
***************
Part of him believed in shadows and history, skeletons dancing and telling their story over and over so the person that now lays down in the sheets can remeber all the heartbreak.
Sitting in the shadows, shirt unbuttoned, Luka lay the tie over his knee and watched the shadow come towards him, touch his face, ran it's fingers through his hair, kissed her lips to his neck.
"I have to go to work" he muttered against her lips, running a hand against her lower back."I have to go..you shouldn't be.."
The shadow didn't answer, just slipped it's long slim fingers under the cross he wore on a gold chain off his
warm chest onto her own, holding the medallion to keep it from moving.
He swallowed hard.
"But I want to be..." Abby slid onto his lap, holding his face in her hands,"I want to be here, Luka"
*******************
second to the right
straight on 'til morning
that's where i'll be waiting
second to the right
straight on 'til morning
straight on 'til morning
*********************
She slept like an angel,curled up in the white sheets,
her olive skin pale next to his. But he kept his eyes
open, watching her.
She tossed and turned, pulling his arm over her, kicking back the smothering quilt.Her hair fell into
her face, and this one time, he touched her so delicately, he jumped when her eyes fluttered opened, and Abby looked at him, and smiled.
****************
kiss Pedro for me
you always helped me chase demons away
don't know what i'll do without you
so Pan is the name of the plane
**************
She didn't wake up that easily anymore. She barely stirred,pulling the heavy quilt up over her shoulders,
shuddering at the imaginary cold of the window she thought he had opened.
He touched her cheek, ran his thumb over the skin under her eye that was once bruised and bloody, the eye that held her last tears when she finally said she had had enough.
But she didn't stir. Not even sigh out loud anymore.
**************
second to the right
straight on 'til morning
that's where i'll be waiting
second to the right
straight on 'til morning
***************
He watched her tie her hair into a ponytail on top
of her head, giving her the empty can for her ash tray, slipping the large cup of coffee in front of her.
"God, you didn't have to do that" Abby rubbed her neck with one hand, the other cramped painfully around the coffee mug."Really"
He shook his head, keeping his back to her.
Cigarette after cigarette, she looked up at the crack in the ceiling, the yellowing spot on the ceiling, the way the walls seemed to heave whenever one of them moved or let out an akward breath.
"Are you going to sit down with me?" Abby asked, tucking her legs to her chest, biting down on her bottom lip.
He took a deep breath at the stove.
**************
hola, tick-tock
my time is up
Pedro says
i will forget him in days
in my new life, no room for a lost boy
boys can be so dumb sometimes
***************
Part of him believed in shadows and history, skeletons dancing and telling their story over and over so the person that now lays down in the sheets can remeber all the heartbreak.
Sitting in the shadows, shirt unbuttoned, Luka lay the tie over his knee and watched the shadow come towards him, touch his face, ran it's fingers through his hair, kissed her lips to his neck.
"I have to go to work" he muttered against her lips, running a hand against her lower back."I have to go..you shouldn't be.."
The shadow didn't answer, just slipped it's long slim fingers under the cross he wore on a gold chain off his
warm chest onto her own, holding the medallion to keep it from moving.
He swallowed hard.
"But I want to be..." Abby slid onto his lap, holding his face in her hands,"I want to be here, Luka"
*******************
second to the right
straight on 'til morning
that's where i'll be waiting
second to the right
straight on 'til morning
straight on 'til morning
*********************
She slept like an angel,curled up in the white sheets,
her olive skin pale next to his. But he kept his eyes
open, watching her.
She tossed and turned, pulling his arm over her, kicking back the smothering quilt.Her hair fell into
her face, and this one time, he touched her so delicately, he jumped when her eyes fluttered opened, and Abby looked at him, and smiled.
****************
kiss Pedro for me