I Hope You Think of Me

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I wanted to be the one to show you the world,
Take you to the Eiffel tower in Paris.

Kiss you under a moonlit Rome, like the things that happened in the coliseum i'd rip you apart in the most poetic way.

I waited to go snorkeling in Aruba see the coral beneath our feet, everywhere i wanted to be i wanted to be there with you i wanted it to be so no matter what, every time you see an airplane you'd think of me, or anytime you'd see the moon reflect in someone else's eyes.

Whenever you find yourself driving through a neighborhood of mansions to just plan your dream life, i hope you think of me.

I remember waking up next to you the way the sunlight hit your face and the floating dust speckled around you, i just wanted to drown in your presence. You were lile a beautiful angel still in a moving world. Time seemed to slow down whenever you were near me or if you've ever been in a car accident or near death experience you know what i mean.

It's a beautiful bliss where time stops and you're shown life. All the bad choices that lead you to this moment in a weird way your kind of the reason i don't regret anything in life.

I remember when we were upstairs you told me you wanted to die you were so beautiful in the saddest way to let someone see who you really are, to be real for once in your life and just let everything out. Putting the mask down and looking at me with your heart through your watery eyes.

We could talk for hours about how so many terrible things happen to such good people but one thing i learned from you is even sunflowers don't last forever, they show up for a little bit as the seasons change to remind you "hey, the world's beautiful sometimes" and then they go.

When we promised forever, i didn't think it'd come so soon.
I prided myself on being able to make you smile whenever things would get bad, of course i was the reason you were mad to begin with so it kind of defeated the purpose. We didn't make any sense but we didn't have to.

Like a statue of our waxed hands fallen and morphed from aging.
I remember you told me you felt me slipping through your fingers. I laughed and sed the only thing slipping through yours is mine.

But you were right the weight of the world pulled me right through. Whenever you feel sad just look at your wrists every pissed off morning you'd have to wake up before my parents caught you sleeping over, every slurpee i brought to you at school, evey time you'd sneek over and sleep instead of going to class, when you bleached my hair orange or you ruined all of our pillows when you dyed your hair red, how we could watch Harry potter and twilight on repeat, when i ate a weed chocolate bar and freaked out, every time you'd storm out of the front door and how fuuny it was that you'd ended up kissing me 5 minutes after, that time you slapped me how you were obsessed with taking pregnancy tests or how we lost versions of ourselves.

Whenever you look at your wrists i hope you think of me amd everything that we used to be
Forever.

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⏰ Last updated: Dec 13, 2015 ⏰

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