Clocks s l o w down
[ten minutes && counting]
until the BIG finale
of this "never-ending" story
your hand in mine
shadows (too) close
side|by|side && so in l♥ve
[Just trying to miss the cr|ac|ks in the sidewalk]
talks of sweet memories
when this town was ours
&& we were just.too.damn.cool
((still foolish enough to say))
--------we'll
---------get
---------out
----------of
---------here.... someday...maybe...
Who knew
this town would be our fate
passing by the same old buildings
bullshitting && wishing we were gone
Who knew
it would come down to this
minimum wage && a run-down apartment
just barely making it by --- (but we were supposed to be famous)
But Darling,
as soon as you look in my eyes
I'm okay with this
these are the cards we were delt,
&& this is our fate
this .is. our life
.... we can still be famous
tonight in front of the mirror
&& you step back to (smile: at me
fingers laced through mine
3
.
2
.
1
.
*inhale*
[s-c-r-e-e-c-h-i-n-g tires]
[b/r\o|k/e\n glass
[body=meets=pavement]
your
.
*exhale*
.
gone...
Author notes
i hope this is what you are looking for, darling.
[dirty.darling]
body-x-mold
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I really love thisss! It's wonderful. Greatly written.
[thanks.for.entering&take.care]
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