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Wednesday, 19 December 2012

your face
& the nights
you call and we spoke
until the sun couldn’t stand
listening to us anymore
and until we bored the moon
out the sky
and breathed in a new day
that we entered
with our voices interwining,
the way our fingers did
anytime we were in arms
distance
no matter how mad
we’d get
our head would forget to tell our heart
and our fingers wouldn’t know to part
& the sting of the memories
& the passion of it all
fades as time
goes by day by day
and I don’t know what to think
much less what to say
because
I watched you throw away
the mornings we’d just embrace
each other,
& I’d slip my cold hands
under your shirt
not so much for the warmth,
but for the way your face
would react in surpise
because we were protected from the chill
and I watched you give up on
the funny way’s we’d kiss each other
mimicking the people we hated,
& how we never did finish a single movie
that we intended on watching

we never intended on watching
but I watched you throw us away
sorta how you’re doing your life now

but I tried so hard to pick you up,
because I never wanted to see you die
& the future was so bright
hand in hands,
I swear I would’ve said I do
but it’s not just up to me
it’s also up to you

and I wonder if you can recall
any of times,
we’d walk together
& both of us
could only smile
cause we had something
with the potential
of lasting a while

we were the whole galaxy, baby.
you were my moon.
you were my sun
& I was the planet
that orbited you,
no matter how much you made me melt.
& you orbited me,

but I watched you turn,
and I said your name,

but you walked away.
& your flame died out.
you orbit distraction,
from a life of doubt.

& you dropped connection.
you booted me out.

& as your memory fades,
I can only hope I can let go.
but I hope you know,
the spark in you still shines,
even if you bury it other
all the ways you get high
& the things you do & don’t know why
& I don’t know, if I feel more lonely
letting go.
or holding on.