pixie-thing (ohcarnival) wrote in dreamheavy,

Cheap Dollar Love

Under the bridge was where he slept.

I found him on a tuesday, wind swept hair and loose jeans with the seams being eaten away. I offered him a dollar. I was black eyeliner girl that day, cheap rainbow love in my summer dress and tight striped stockings. He turned my dollar away.

I offered him my hand.

"We are going nowhere." I told him.

"I don't even know you." He told me.

"You will," I smiled, "Follow me to anywhere."

"I want to forget." He said.

But what I did was make him remember. All the beautiful things that come out of the dark. We held hands and I was a sad eyeliner girl that day, with boy kissed hair and a tragic mouth.
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