It's been awhile but still
I wake up entranced
Stuck on your mannerisms
Locked in a dance with your memory
Like you could pop in any minute for dabs
Sorry my heart is so weak
I wish I could rekindle my inner fire
If only just to call you back into my life
To douse it again
Suspect that certainty
You cut me so deeply
By mistake
In passing
Feb 8, 2016
Feb 8, 2016 at 2:46 PM UTC
It's been awhile but still
I wake up entranced
Stuck on your mannerisms
Locked in a dance with your memory
Like you could pop in any minute for dabs
Sorry my heart is so weak
I wish I could rekindle my inner fire
If only just to call you back into my life
To douse it again
Suspect that certainty
You cut me so deeply
By mistake
In passing
Only time will tell me if your fated to be a curse on me, a blessing hard earned or just a memory well burned into my mind.
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