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Jul 2016
Rewind,
Almost two years ago,
We hardly knew
What we were getting into.
Our romance
Could float on the air
Bustling through the vent.

If I swam through icy,
Green, water,
If my hair entangled
With the lakeweed,
If I cut the bottoms of my feet
On zebra printed mussels,
And washed up on the stony beach
On the other side
Would I find the boy
I used to know?

We could leave
Our spray paint finger prints
On Ithaca
If we had a second chance.

We had a bright,
Airy,
Light,
Love.
No density to make it sink
Into the lake.
Now it's a suitcase
Packed with memories,
But there are spaces
Meant for kisses
And soft words,
and hard words,
That are empty.

We keep missing each other,
I keep losing you,
To burning rubber
And asphalt.
When we're done
Fighting
For one another to be close enough
To touch,
Will we get a war memorial
In Gettysburg
Among the forests of stone
You see everyday?

If I could find
The boy
On the other side of the lake,
How would I let him go?
The visions of all the days
We missed,
All the nights we cried
Together
With hours of miles
Of space between us,
Every time I couldn't hold you,
Every time I couldn't let go,
Every time we'd had to say
Goodbye
Without knowing
How long,
How many months,
Before I saw your picture framed
Eyes,
Would escape out of my chest,
Like water from a leaking dam.

And I am told
How we're too young
To understand real love,
And so are you.
But we've made it through
All of this.

Tonight it hurts.

It hurts more than it has in a long, long, time.

But in the end,
We'll treasure each other
More for it.

Rewind,
Almost two years ago,
We hardly knew
What we were getting into.
Our romance
Could float on the air
Bustling through the vent.

Now our love
Could cut across
This country.
Anonymous Freak
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Anonymous Freak  22/F/USA
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