I found myself wanting to get you a necklace
you know
to replace that one with the silver heart you wore before
the chains got all tangled
I even picked it out, a light blue teardrop of glass to
match mine
no symbolism gets by you, and I wanted to get for you a
tangible reminder that sadness is always there but
safely contained in a beautiful teardrop from
me to you if that makes any sense whatsoever
to lift up the latches and feel our breeze come
through the glass
there is a sense of fragility in tangible things
a sense that cautions me from investing any power in one
if only there were a way
I hope you never forget
Nov 11, 2011
Nov 11, 2011 at 11:11 PM UTC
I found myself wanting to get you a necklace
you know
to replace that one with the silver heart you wore before
the chains got all tangled
I even picked it out, a light blue teardrop of glass to
match mine
no symbolism gets by you, and I wanted to get for you a
tangible reminder that sadness is always there but
safely contained in a beautiful teardrop from
me to you if that makes any sense whatsoever
to lift up the latches and feel our breeze come
through the glass
there is a sense of fragility in tangible things
a sense that cautions me from investing any power in one
if only there were a way
I hope you never forget
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