like the legend of the phoenix, all ends with beginnings
-Daft Punk
sometimes
my heart creeps into my mind
like young lovers' hands
reaching for palms and fingertips.
my mind tells me to forgive you
but my heart is heavy with pain
my mind tells me to accept what has happened
but my heart is full of memories
my mind explains the pain away
but all my heart does is feel
my mind tells me to forgive you.
it is seven twenty-four AM
there is a violin playing in the distance
and I am still haunted by you.
I am slowly letting you go though,
like feathers falling loosely
from my fingertips.
I watch you float slowly to the ground
where you can no longer hurt me.
I feel myself grow taller
as you lay beside my feet
and maybe someday a soft wind
will lift you slowly
into something else.
Nov 16, 2013
Nov 16, 2013 at 6:51 PM UTC
like the legend of the phoenix, all ends with beginnings
-Daft Punk
sometimes
my heart creeps into my mind
like young lovers' hands
reaching for palms and fingertips.
my mind tells me to forgive you
but my heart is heavy with pain
my mind tells me to accept what has happened
but my heart is full of memories
my mind explains the pain away
but all my heart does is feel
my mind tells me to forgive you.
it is seven twenty-four AM
there is a violin playing in the distance
and I am still haunted by you.
I am slowly letting you go though,
like feathers falling loosely
from my fingertips.
I watch you float slowly to the ground
where you can no longer hurt me.
I feel myself grow taller
as you lay beside my feet
and maybe someday a soft wind
will lift you slowly
into something else.
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