X's and "O"s

I want to leave this bridge behind.
The rise and fall of a stone cold sun will finish what we started.
I'll find my complacence in the dark.
Let the space between torn wings and lead shoes be soothed by the salt that I'm leaking.
Chronically capricous has taken liquid form again.
Distort and blur these words until they become as useless as your heart.
I wont complain if I never see another April.
I would look back and smile if my eyes didn't burn and my teeth didn't rot.
Getting what you want is not the same as taking what I deserve
I don't love you.
This is your last line

"Hello Darling, how was your day?"

*Copyright (c) 2008, B. Lucas