after the wind dies down and the music fades...
after you disappear, will i still be able to see you
ghostly whisper in the middle of the night
haunting my dreams. echo.
and when i wake, you'll be at the tip of my tongue.
but i wont know how to describe you to myself.
mirage.
mirror image.
fluttering away softly unattended to.
letting you go involuntarily.
black and white exposure
sinking in too deep. if only i could hold you, see you in my sleep
place you by my windowsill and hang you up to dry
but instead you breathe invisibility, turn around and fly
i cant help but turn around, hope to see you go
sitting here i realize i should know. i should know
not to let myself in uninvited. unprepared
i shouldn't care, shouldn't feel
but i do. i do. i do
sitting here, thinking of this and that.
what is. what was. what could've been
what wasn't. what failed. what rusted like a nail
and the train's keeps rolling by.
rushing through my veins
collapsing on my heart.
the numbers go past my ears because all i want is the pillow
the feeling of solidarity
"i miss you even when your around"
and this is how it is.
what its always going down to.
facts:
i got a shot today, it hurt.
im working the next four days. 20 hours-ish total
started a chictopia (splitsecondwonder)
less than 3 weeks till nebraska
the flowers in my room are dying. fish is still alive
UPPERCASE MAGAZINE! YES PLEase
goodnite! <3
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