photos from 5 years ago
Different lines
Black clothing
Mourn,
Mourn,
Mourn
But for what?
Maybe it's because of you,
I'm like this
Maybe it's because I'm used to
what's not
Long sleeves
Letting my hair cover my face
So used to the grey crescents shaded under my eyes
So used to the tears that burn along the edges of my eyelids
Watching my shadow stretch longer across the floor
The only movement in my room is when
the wind whispers through the curtains
When was the last time I laughed?
Hangers,
Chipped hooks,
Discarded boxes,
And split sentiments
Chugging juice,
Milk,
Bubble tea
Will this last forever?
Sometimes I think I catch your voice on the wind
I wonder if you spend your days thinking of me
or if you're just half-drunk-happy
Running my hands under the cold water
Feeling my fingers slowly going numb
I wish the rest of me could.
Sunglasses,
Hoodies,
Tight strings
And straps
Rearview mirror,
Hollywood grounds,
Palm trees,
The original
Polaroids,
Disposable pictures,
Old time memories
Pine trees,
Vineyards,
Ivy
Realising I've spent an hour in the shower
Water dripping from the ends of my hair
Water hanging onto my eyelashes
Let them fall
Let them blur those photos of us from 5 years ago
I know I shouldn't think this
but
I hope you stay.
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3.12.22
Written while listening to: https://youtu.be/LChF16vd4RM
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