ever since the thought of things go away too fast
got in my mind
i desperately try to remember every moment, every detail, every noise
it gets me drunk and drained
but i love listening to stories i didn't understand clearly
i love seeing flaws of people that didn't made them less pretty
i love spacing out while being surrounded
even as though it feels too much
it feels less,
maybe because they aren't really there
or maybe i wasn't really thereit's something like being present and lost at the same time
you can't choose both
either you remember it forever, or it becomes a locked memory,
blurry and buried for a reason;
standing as a protectionand nostalgia and deja vu takes over as hints, as traces
that's what scares me the most
it's being asked "what are your highschool core memories?"then the only thing i can recall is
feeling all at once and nothing at all--------------
A/N:
being overwhelmed isn't the word i was looking for
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Poetry𝑰 𝒂𝒄𝒉𝒆 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒄𝒂𝒍𝒎𝒏𝒆𝒔𝒔, 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒐𝒄𝒆𝒂𝒏 𝒘𝒂𝒗𝒆𝒔 𝒘𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒆𝒎𝒊𝒕; 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒅 𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒖𝒓𝒆 𝒍𝒖𝒍𝒍𝒂𝒃𝒊𝒆𝒔 𝒊𝒎𝒑𝒍𝒚 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒔𝒊𝒎𝒑𝒍𝒚... 𝒅𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒎 𝒂𝒃𝒐𝒖𝒕. A collection of poems...