Accident Prone
by Jawbreaker· from Dear You
What's the furthest place from here? It hasn't been my day for a couple
of years. What's a couple more? And if I go, don't forget the one good
thing I almost did. I learned your name without words. I used my eyes,
not my hands. What's the closest you can come to an almost total wreck
and still walk away, all limbs intact? And when I go, you'll be there
crying out, begging me. I won't hear. I'll just go fast into this night
on broken legs. A near miss or a close call? I keep a room at the
hospital. I scratch my accidents into the wall. I couldn't wait to
breathe your breath. I cut in line, I bled to death. I got to you, there
was nothing left. What's the meanest you can be to the one you claim to
love and still smile to your new found friends? In the same confusing
breath, you pull away and draw me in. I wanted you. You wanted more. I
built this life and now it's mine.