as we fall

the forgotten ones

i can tell by the
slight blur in your eyes that
you've already forgotten me
and it shouldn't hurt as much as it
does
but it does,
it hurts like fucking fire

and maybe it's because i cut
my hair
or maybe it's because i
don't wear my glasses
and maybe i have no right
to hurt
because i ruined us first

but my side of the bed is cold
without you
and my veins are bluer
and my skin is paler
and my hair is too short to shield
my neck

but i bet you've already forgotten
that you fought off the cold
i bet you don't even remember
that on the nights you weren't there
to hold me
my blood turned icy
and i nearly turned to stone

i bet you've already forgotten
that on the nights when your skies
we're pitch black
and stormy
and you couldn't see a single star
or your hand in front of your face
and you had no one to
guide you
i
lit the way
i bet you've already forgotten
what it felt like to be held
in my arms

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