maybe we wont.
maybe we will.
maybe we wont remember,
how hard it was,
trying to make each other
 cum 
into the knowlage.
that this wasnt the way.
this wasnt the path,
that we each longed it would be.
this wasnt candy coated.
so maybe we wont notice
as time slips its fingers
around the middle of our hearts
and vibrates in such a rotation
that it sends back the feelings
to where they came,
and again keep coming from.
maybe in the distance..
listen..
listen hard.
past the sound of the auto crash
and the the girl screaming "OH FUCK".
past the sound of the man trying to help.
past the sound of the screaming,
whining engine of the dying,
motor block..
listen to my tears as they fall
and drip in echoes.
maybe we wont hear them
over all the noise,
maybe we will,
you and i,
and maybe we will remember,
and maybe we will understand
 but 
maybe we wont.
         
         
          - Lob