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Apr 2016
if who i really miss is you
or a different you
someone i knew and don't know now
every step of the way
you said
we said
we shared
those moments
so surreal
so many memories

you asked for my swimsuit
the first time we touched
the first time we kissed
the time i cried with you
the other time i cried with you
all the times i cried with you

you made me so many things

you sang for me
you sang with me
you wrote poetry
you made music with me
we did it together
every step of the way
you said
we said

every step until one day
everything seems okay
maybe
or it doesn't
and a whole ball of confusion
is floating around
and no one can get through to each other
and no one can talk
or explain
or make sense
for days
and days
weeks
no one speaks
no one says or does anything

because it doesn't make sense
it just doesn't make sense

and so
they can't relate
we can't relate
no one can relate
it's just stalemate
the game isn't over
but no one has lost and no one has won
and all i am left with
are memories
and these things you gave to me
Dylan Barnes
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Dylan Barnes  Los Feliz
(Los Feliz)   
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