Saturday, August 6, 2016

i've got your memory

haven't looked at her
in a million forevers

but her face 
is all i see

haven't listened to her
in a thousand whispers

but her voice 
is all i hear

even though her words
were empty
and mostly confusing

even though her hugs
were childish
and often bruising

even though i knew
in my head
that she wouldn't be there

past the sun

the heart needed one
and it had to be her

why do i still remember
my doom

spirit, leave the room
and haunt another


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