01 29 2020
tell me it's not real
please
how could i believe
after all the flowers and hours,
the smiles and the good times,
the sunshine and all the drawn lines
it was something that came unexpected
like a letter from a parent
or a smile from the dead
i tried to reach out
was i too late?
i held out my hand to grab you,
and tell you
it's alright, i'm back
but before any of that ever happened
you went away too quickly,
i never even had the chance to say goodbye
you saved me from the monsters,
and yet the mosters, they're here
once again
don't leave me.
but please do.
tell me it's not real
please
