It seems perpetual... these incessant feelings about you. Spirals of unfettered tenderness... Mixed between breaths of angry déjà vu...
Tag: You
Masterpiece
You were torn, ripped, and fraying at the edges... With faded colors and careless smudges. Self-destruction had since deemed you worthless... Yet my hand craved the cracks that had formed upon your surface.
Tangled
The shade has fallen under the tree... so take my hand and lie there with me. Your calloused hands and my haunted green eyes... can then tangle together under mostly clear skies.
Daybreak
Sunlight then began to stream through... With stubborn white rays and a subtle hint of blue.
Something
There's something about summer evenings that remind me of you... When the sun begins to retreat so that the stars can come through...
Pass It
In my mind we're sharing this cigarette while passing it hand to hand... But then I remember that you're not really here... And it falls right into the sand.
Whose
The secrets we shared helped relieve us of our solitude... But then yours became mine, and mine became yours... And we could no longer remember whose was whose.
Pavers
The stars connecting Orion's belt somehow felt closer than the brick pavers laying beneath us.
Come Up
The neighborhood is quiet, all streetlights turned out. There's no one awake, and no reasons to doubt. I can't stand the silence, so come up the stairs. Wear your shoes on the carpet, I don't even care. Just give me your hand, I'll let you take lead. So I can give what you want, and take what I need.
Self Love
We both looked to each other for the love we weren't giving ourselves.
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