You follow me even when I try to run,
Whispering truths I donโt want to hear.
You know the way my heart breaks in silence,
How I crave love like a wound craves salt.
You cling to my feet when I dance in light,
Jealous, maybe, or loyalโ
I can never tell.
Sometimes I think youโre the only one who knows me,
The only one who wonโt leave when I fall apart.
But you never speak until itโs darkโ
And when you do,
You sound like me.
Oct 24, 2025
Oct 24, 2025 at 12:25 PM UTC
You follow me even when I try to run,
Whispering truths I donโt want to hear.
You know the way my heart breaks in silence,
How I crave love like a wound craves salt.
You cling to my feet when I dance in light,
Jealous, maybe, or loyalโ
I can never tell.
Sometimes I think youโre the only one who knows me,
The only one who wonโt leave when I fall apart.
But you never speak until itโs darkโ
And when you do,
You sound like me.
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18/F/Pennsylvania, U.S.A
Oct 24, 2025
Oct 24, 2025 at 12:25 PM UTC
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