[and then there are times when I just sit...]



and then there are times when I just sit Radiohead plays magazines cover my bed I restlessly lounge about, in a tiny t-shirt and scrubs nothing interests me I don't want to eat I don't want to work I don't want to watch TV sometimes I just sit lazily and I think of you where you are what you're doing I could do anything I wanted I have all the time in the world but I just sit and think of you June 25, 2001

		This poem is about two people. I can't explain how, but it is. I lost two of my best friends in the same week. I haven't really been the same since. Some days I find myself just sitting thinking about them. I just don't know what else to do.

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