december, written in twenty-fifteen
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with angelic colored snow
blanketing the ground
we're both standing on
i see your face
for the first time
and i am left in awe
say my name
i dare you
look into my eyes
intoxicate me with
your unknown lies
breathe my name
from your lips
place your hands
on my hips
run a hand
through my hair
compliment
what i wear
everything is spectacular
you might be the one
let's run away together
and have some fun
throw me away
like you never cared
act like you don't notice
my fragile heart
that you destroyed
by twisting your knife
further and further
i'm no longer drunk
on your love
there's no fairytale
at the end of the road
life isn't glitter and gold
my life is crumbling
i don't know
how to stop it
looks like your desire
kept you going
you'd never be alone
even if it meant
you'd never find love
me? i'm happy
pretty spectacular even
i know someday
i'll find someone real
and true
someone who
surely isn't you
that much i
can promise
while you're hopeless
and dreary
completely miserable
with life
i'll be laughing
right in your
sorry little face
or maybe I'll forget
all the bad
you've done to me
maybe if we happen to
cross paths on
a random street corner
and i remember that
day where you made
me laugh so hard
i felt like i hadn't smiled
that much in years
i'll look into your eyes
and you look into mine
and we will both remember
the good times
where everything was
innocent and perfect
and it couldn't get
any better
and we'll continue to walk
on our own separate paths
nodding once to each other
saying 'everything's okay'
we'll both have families that
we love and care for
and would never mistreat
but only we can remember
the times when we were
hopelessly and utterly in love
and the beginning of you
is the one i choose to remember
the young boy i met
in early december
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