Some moments are more
real than others,
the days I drown in
your brown eye glitter,
they're real.
they're so real.
the days I choke on
regret because you're
not here anymore,
they're so real.
so hard to swallow.
Some moments last a
lifetime, and some,
only moments.
but now I carve the
remains of myself
from you and I.
those moments I crave.
Sometimes I still feel
a part of you, the moments
where I am whole and
nothing hurts and I feel
everything; the moments
that are beautiful
don't last forever.
The other day we had a moment
cold hands meets warm heart
and my tongue still hurts
from the heat of the coffee.
that moment is over.
I'll never get it back. ever.
And sometimes I loose sight
of my heart because it's still
lost, drowning in your
brown eye glitter.
I cannot shatter.
Sep 10, 2018
Sep 10, 2018 at 10:51 AM UTC
Some moments are more
real than others,
the days I drown in
your brown eye glitter,
they're real.
they're so real.
the days I choke on
regret because you're
not here anymore,
they're so real.
so hard to swallow.
Some moments last a
lifetime, and some,
only moments.
but now I carve the
remains of myself
from you and I.
those moments I crave.
Sometimes I still feel
a part of you, the moments
where I am whole and
nothing hurts and I feel
everything; the moments
that are beautiful
don't last forever.
The other day we had a moment
cold hands meets warm heart
and my tongue still hurts
from the heat of the coffee.
that moment is over.
I'll never get it back. ever.
And sometimes I loose sight
of my heart because it's still
lost, drowning in your
brown eye glitter.
I cannot shatter.
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