Staying up on nights that dont matter.
Listening to music that holds a key to forgotten locks
She breathes like an old flame.
Sings like the greatest of godesses.
I knew her then..
She had some temple to watch over,
be it in herself
or her lovers after me.
The road pulled her feet
not the other way around.
My one wish was that you’d someday
want me.
While I keep my soul somewhat untethered
and blowing in the wind..
I keep it on a first name basis
with you only.
But the reality is
is that
you get to become a movie
a poster encased in bright lights
- An overpaid actor who doesn’t
understand
the dialogue quite right.
You get to become
my favorite movie..
The one I never watch
again.
The one I memorize every
stupid
line
Just to make sure I
fall asleep before I feel
a thing.
Apr 19, 2013
Apr 19, 2013 at 2:54 AM UTC
Staying up on nights that dont matter.
Listening to music that holds a key to forgotten locks
She breathes like an old flame.
Sings like the greatest of godesses.
I knew her then..
She had some temple to watch over,
be it in herself
or her lovers after me.
The road pulled her feet
not the other way around.
My one wish was that you’d someday
want me.
While I keep my soul somewhat untethered
and blowing in the wind..
I keep it on a first name basis
with you only.
But the reality is
is that
you get to become a movie
a poster encased in bright lights
- An overpaid actor who doesn’t
understand
the dialogue quite right.
You get to become
my favorite movie..
The one I never watch
again.
The one I memorize every
stupid
line
Just to make sure I
fall asleep before I feel
a thing.
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