Living in reverse,
rewriting our love
in careless verse,
denying all that died
in between sacred seconds
we were able to cry.
I want us to crawl
back to that hole
all our shadows
ever put us.
Even if all we do
is lie to the sun,
become blind to light,
perhaps the darkness,
just the darkness
understands us.
Feb 3, 2025
Feb 3, 2025 at 7:48 PM UTC
Living in reverse,
rewriting our love
in careless verse,
denying all that died
in between sacred seconds
we were able to cry.
I want us to crawl
back to that hole
all our shadows
ever put us.
Even if all we do
is lie to the sun,
become blind to light,
perhaps the darkness,
just the darkness
understands us.
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