the heaviness is making it's way back into these hollow summer bones.
I feel the way leaves do in the wind, blown around with no real home anymore,
feel the breeze passing through my skin as if to say...
"girl, brace yourself, there are no real endings, just new begininnings you don't want to see..."
each moment suspended just above my reach, because you can't hold memories in your hand, only in your heart.
I need grace more than ever at times like this when I just don't know what to say.
I'm coming apart as we speak, or rather, don't speak.
too many things have changed, not enough to let go, because for the life of me, I can never let anyone go.
and the bottom is falling out from under me, as I kick and scream silently.
I never knew what it was to be lost, until I couldn't find myself anymore.
not scattered along the rocks, or in the ocean.
not in the praire winds that used to carry me home.
only in words that mean nothing to you, and everything to me.
as my own thoughts take over, I wonder, what happens when your the only one left to catch yourself?
no.
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because you can't hold memories in your hand, only in your heart.
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you don't like?
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no, i think its amazing
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"I never knew what it was to be lost, until I couldn't find myself anymore."
-I love that!
"as my own thoughts take over, I wonder, what happens when your the only one left to catch yourself?"
-amazing, that was a great ending for a beautiful poem. :]
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oh god sugar. like you say to me everytime, and i say to your everytime...we write each others lives...
"I'm coming apart as we speak, or rather, don't speak.
too many things have changed, not enough to let go, because for the life of me, I can never let anyone go."
that's exactly how i feel...
we have to tell each other our stories someday.
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beautiful darling
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