Save a piece of me.
A laugh, a smile, a subtle flicker of my eyes when the lights turn on.
You have to remember something, so make it small. Don't keep the battles,
the strife, the words I said and never meant, the words you never thought you knew.
If you save anything, let it be a moment. A second.
So brief, so inconsolably unmemorable:
A candle's flame. A flower's lonely petal.
A breeze, pushing us both in opposite directions.
Nov 23, 2012
Nov 23, 2012 at 11:50 PM UTC
Save a piece of me.
A laugh, a smile, a subtle flicker of my eyes when the lights turn on.
You have to remember something, so make it small. Don't keep the battles,
the strife, the words I said and never meant, the words you never thought you knew.
If you save anything, let it be a moment. A second.
So brief, so inconsolably unmemorable:
A candle's flame. A flower's lonely petal.
A breeze, pushing us both in opposite directions.
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