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i wanted you but memory will do
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i wore a locket around my neck
full of stardust that fell on the nights we stayed
away from the bonfire
because you understood that i can't breathe well in crowds
without me having to say a word.
i took your hand as we walked through the woods because
i was scared of
crossing strangers on narrow paths and
i would let go again when we passed them by but
your fingers lingered and i still wonder if maybe
you had hoped that mine would too.
i can't run like you do but
i do it anyway,
at this point i'm a runaway
(get it, i run away from everything that scares me)
here one day, gone the next,
with no trace that i ever existed except for a whiff of
mint in the air that you said was always on my jacket.
i could never be kept still,
wanderlust eyes drag me
and i leave without footprints,
keeping shrapnel of the crumbling sky from back when
it would catch fire over our heads and the ashes would
litter your blonde hair and
i would've sworn your blue eyes had flames inside the cracks
in your smile
(but maybe it was just the reflection of the bonfire).
my drawer is full of keepsakes that
only stay there because
they cannot live in my heart,
and i rummage through polaroids and bracelets and
broken shards of glass and
concert tickets and misplaced coins you forgot you gave me
and i wonder
do other people keep little things in the form of tangible memories
or is it something in me that's drawn to
physicality
and maybe i just need to touch something because
now you're out of reach and i miss the way you used to lean
on my shoulder and
none of this will ever be as sweet but
if i close my eyes i can kind of pretend your goodbye
wasn't forever and
that you're on your way back
right now.
full of stardust that fell on the nights we stayed
away from the bonfire
because you understood that i can't breathe well in crowds
without me having to say a word.
i took your hand as we walked through the woods because
i was scared of
crossing strangers on narrow paths and
i would let go again when we passed them by but
your fingers lingered and i still wonder if maybe
you had hoped that mine would too.
i can't run like you do but
i do it anyway,
at this point i'm a runaway
(get it, i run away from everything that scares me)
here one day, gone the next,
with no trace that i ever existed except for a whiff of
mint in the air that you said was always on my jacket.
i could never be kept still,
wanderlust eyes drag me
and i leave without footprints,
keeping shrapnel of the crumbling sky from back when
it would catch fire over our heads and the ashes would
litter your blonde hair and
i would've sworn your blue eyes had flames inside the cracks
in your smile
(but maybe it was just the reflection of the bonfire).
my drawer is full of keepsakes that
only stay there because
they cannot live in my heart,
and i rummage through polaroids and bracelets and
broken shards of glass and
concert tickets and misplaced coins you forgot you gave me
and i wonder
do other people keep little things in the form of tangible memories
or is it something in me that's drawn to
physicality
and maybe i just need to touch something because
now you're out of reach and i miss the way you used to lean
on my shoulder and
none of this will ever be as sweet but
if i close my eyes i can kind of pretend your goodbye
wasn't forever and
that you're on your way back
right now.
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Yes... A goodbye is hard and whereas small things keep you hanging on... It makes you feel worse..
I feel as if it tempts u to believe theyre still there..
Im sick of trust... Why trust someone if u cant trust yourself?
Sorry, im not saying this is bad cuz its GREAT!!!! Keep it up!!! You bring out the real me when you write...
I feel as if it tempts u to believe theyre still there..
Im sick of trust... Why trust someone if u cant trust yourself?
Sorry, im not saying this is bad cuz its GREAT!!!! Keep it up!!! You bring out the real me when you write...