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Everyone says to write about what I know So I am writing about us I am writing about bloodstains on the back of my shirt from when you slit your wrists and held me when I shook I am writing about how you softened when I cried, even when you were high I am writing about how it felt to put my hand on your knee in the middle of June I am writing about when your pupils were as big as saucers and I had to help you to your room I am writing about the sickness that robbed us of our youth I am writing about how at peace I felt with the world when you looked at me with that smile I am writing about how I fell in love with you again every time you put your head on my shoulder I am writing about how you broke my heart every time you put your head on my shoulder I am writing about love that didn’t quiver when you raised your voice I am writing about how every fiber of my being ached for you to be well I am writing about addiction in the passenger seat About watching you push down the pedal as hard as you could And knowing as you lost complete control That I was always going to be there too
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Feb 1, 2016
Feb 1, 2016 at 1:07 PM UTC
what I know
Everyone says to write about what I know So I am writing about us I am writing about bloodstains on the back of my shirt from when you slit your wrists and held me when I shook I am writing about how you softened when I cried, even when you were high I am writing about how it felt to put my hand on your knee in the middle of June I am writing about when your pupils were as big as saucers and I had to help you to your room I am writing about the sickness that robbed us of our youth I am writing about how at peace I felt with the world when you looked at me with that smile I am writing about how I fell in love with you again every time you put your head on my shoulder I am writing about how you broke my heart every time you put your head on my shoulder I am writing about love that didn’t quiver when you raised your voice I am writing about how every fiber of my being ached for you to be well I am writing about addiction in the passenger seat About watching you push down the pedal as hard as you could And knowing as you lost complete control That I was always going to be there too
allyson-d
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Feb 1, 2016
Feb 1, 2016 at 1:07 PM UTC
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