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Apr 2014
You stood there alone
Broken heart clutched in your hand
Everything you knew shattered on the floor before you
You scanned the room
You looked at me helplessly
Now what?

So I took your hand and off we went.
That was the summer that I learned you.
Your heart,
Your mind,
And their constant battles.
But little by little,
Your broken pieces slid back together.
And I had never been so reckless,
As to cut myself on them as they did.
You were a part of me now.

I blame it on the music.
The way we fell in love,
It was to the beat of our own drum.
It was the way you looked at me
When our part of the song played.
Or how we danced in our classroom kingdom.
And kissed all of our own rules goodbye
As we naively and boldly,
Kissed the familiar passion
Hello.

Then I blinked
And I could've sworn that you'd be here when I opened my eyes
But life doesn't work like that
Time doesn't work like that.
And now you're gone.
Broken heart clutched in my hand
And I'm standing here alone
Everything I knew is shattered on the floor before me
Now what?
sydney joyce
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