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Boy.

I know you, I've seen you before Why are you seated in front of me? Your hazel eyes, so warm and calm, but they're screaming of depression. Pale skin, your cheeks are flushed, your lips all worn and cracked. I see you there all dressed in black, but do you know you matter? Your hand reaches out for mine, it feels so cold, yet tender. Graze my thumb over your knuckle just to know you're not alone. Not a person for miles, not in sight It's just you and me. Your hair in curls, so dark and chic I can see it matches your eyes. Why is it that you take away, the loneliness and the pain? Daylight breaks, the day is new a wall is fogged in the distance. I suddenly realise where I am, then the heaviness resides within me. That boy i knew wasn't there, A figment of my imagination. Reflecting moments, dreams all fade And a sigh escapes my lips. Open a wardrobe filled of black It's time to continue the memory.
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Written by
Asonna
29 / F / Australia
For You?
Written by
Asonna
29 / F / Australia
Published
Apr 5, 2018
Lines·Words
35·176
Tags
#dream#sad#lonely#missing#something#emptiness#poetry#latenight#reflection#memory
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