goodbyes are the hardest
makes the hellos empty
something fragile in your eyes
something hollow in these poems
hate feeling this way
i miss you already
but i got mine, and you got yours
keep on keeping on
we're both gonna be good
but i'm not gonna lie
wish you would turn around
show up
right now
right
now
gonna lean into this for the evening
and then lean right through it till i push morning
take only the best parts of your profile
the best parts of sleeping so close
two neighborhood kids in a bed
all our silly resting on our elbows
our history asleep along our eyelashes
our eyelashes know not of all the things that separate us
make us different
make us 'not work'
our eyelashes pay no mind to our strifes
our lonely days, those deathly days
those i'm never gonna make it days
you just left
and you took my wind with you
damn
i'm not the girl, right?
i know
i know all too well
sure is a nice face to look at though
beautiful to say the least
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