You told me life was impermanent, that like dandelions, we all fade And I’m too ashamed to say that I don’t want to be alone I’m too scared to admit That I find meaning in every little thing you say And I don’t want to hear what you said circling in my mind In that…
Waxing gibbous, moon, waning We rose up in the sky that night and you were the breeze leading me home. You said “Take my hand and we’ll tuck this memory into a little place in your heart forever” And you were the red in my lips and the smoke rising from the flame You were…
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