There is nothing left
Only you, remaining years
Remaining tears
For a pink tinted jar
Small
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Smells like jasmine tea
With some crumbled dreams

Sing a song, you sing, silent
Crushed sternum
Heart melted want to run away
Trying not to, trying not to
See you with honest eyes
Talk to you with childish voice
I hear you rush
I hear you beat
I am in your arteries
I am sorry for your stomachache
I can't do anything with the heat on your back

Change the glasses, we are going to
Libraries
Abandoned ones
Come home when no one's there
Go to school on holidays
We can't find each other
"Sorry, you aren't the one I am looking for"
That's how you do not grow
That's how you go to bathroom in the middle of nights
Thank you--