tofuhero Said:
elizaelectric
lips like the edge of the moon
and eyes that shine down on everything
like sirens and their screaming
the stark wails of dreaming
for love that hides like an eclipse
on days that last like the day he left
and days that you felt weak
like the City you love when the sky turns bleak
and then a smile, the dawn, and a friend
says, "Babe, this is not the end."
just let that start setting in.