It's efficient to erase
But your silhouette remains.
Your character doesn't faze
Your demeanour makes me sway
Hey, waves!
How come you never stay?
Your touch evokes a presence
Like a present
You fill me with essence
I feel more competent
Quickens my breathing
Like a Spartan combatant
Vibrant like a flower
In the Eden
Black Hole Sun to my Soundgarden
Like a prisoner got pardoned
You bring out my reason
To live for you,
My freedom
Gaze of legions
Yet you saved the heathens
Sippin' on chlorine
I dared to treason
To reach you,
My Destination
My grief was palpable
For hesitation was in motion
Time's notion favoured
Fate's recon
And like a fever
She vanished
And it hurt
Like Nine Inch Nails
Her presence was nostalgic
Even when we were strangers
Almost familiar but totally surreal
Hypnotic voice, flawlessly adhered
I wish you were here
Not a page
But a book
With me as your seer,
My Dear
It pains me to let her go
I stayed until I couldn't bear
Fate, I won't blame you so
Time just stay there
For what evoked
Was love in full adherence
A taste of something forbidden
Like the fruit from the Garden of Eden
Now this memoir of your presence
Basks my mind in a mask of confusion
What once felt so enigmatic in essence
Drains me dry like hydrophobic substances
In order to apprehend it
I relapse into the same dilemma
That
It's efficient to erase
But your silhouette remains
-Asher Graves
Mar 2
Mar 2, 2026 at 1:00 PM UTC
It's efficient to erase
But your silhouette remains.
Your character doesn't faze
Your demeanour makes me sway
Hey, waves!
How come you never stay?
Your touch evokes a presence
Like a present
You fill me with essence
I feel more competent
Quickens my breathing
Like a Spartan combatant
Vibrant like a flower
In the Eden
Black Hole Sun to my Soundgarden
Like a prisoner got pardoned
You bring out my reason
To live for you,
My freedom
Gaze of legions
Yet you saved the heathens
Sippin' on chlorine
I dared to treason
To reach you,
My Destination
My grief was palpable
For hesitation was in motion
Time's notion favoured
Fate's recon
And like a fever
She vanished
And it hurt
Like Nine Inch Nails
Her presence was nostalgic
Even when we were strangers
Almost familiar but totally surreal
Hypnotic voice, flawlessly adhered
I wish you were here
Not a page
But a book
With me as your seer,
My Dear
It pains me to let her go
I stayed until I couldn't bear
Fate, I won't blame you so
Time just stay there
For what evoked
Was love in full adherence
A taste of something forbidden
Like the fruit from the Garden of Eden
Now this memoir of your presence
Basks my mind in a mask of confusion
What once felt so enigmatic in essence
Drains me dry like hydrophobic substances
In order to apprehend it
I relapse into the same dilemma
That
It's efficient to erase
But your silhouette remains
-Asher Graves
Got hit with a little nostalgia
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