Your Memory Lingers.

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The evening you snuck into my room through memories,
And somehow your cheap cologne fogged the air.
And I didn't dare push away the thoughts
Of fate intertwined in drops of red.

The morning I awoke to still feel the moments of you setting up your clothes,
arrayed, assorted by the colors.
The way you were so certain of what you needed,
And how you agreed that I wasn't part of that list,
And I hesitantly accepted it.

And I've lost the feeling of being alive,
And would tear myself apart to find it again.
I think you packed it up in all the vibrant shirts and ties,
That one dark object you just assumed was yours,
Carrying it away,
But forgetting the memories I held of you here.

The afternoon you called me up
Reminding me to delete your number
And burn the pictures of us.
And I believed you mentioned something about pretending you were never a part of me,
But how could I possibly?

Oh, and that night,
Just at 4 a.m.,
After laying awake for hours on end,
Afraid I'd be that way for eternity,
Just waiting until the essence of your name weared out entirely,
But I was such a fool,
Lacking the idea of reality.
Praying until my arms fell off
That you would disappear from me.

And now the clock is my enemy,
And moment after moments drift away from me,
If I had known you would make me feel like this,
I would have never let you in.

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Hey guys! I haven't updated my poetry in so long! This one is actually from song lyrics I wrote a while back. Who knows, maybe one day I'll write the chords for it and play it acoustically.

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⏰ Last updated: Jul 25, 2015 ⏰

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