You were my summer love
Kisses in the bus loop
And sweaty palms in July
You were hope,
you were safe,
you were home
You were burdened by my transgressions
You were love,
you were love,
you were love
And when you slipped through the cracks
Of my cruel, violent hands
You were lost
Mar 11, 2014
Mar 11, 2014 at 12:20 AM UTC
You were my summer love
Kisses in the bus loop
And sweaty palms in July
You were hope,
you were safe,
you were home
You were burdened by my transgressions
You were love,
you were love,
you were love
And when you slipped through the cracks
Of my cruel, violent hands
You were lost
I have let go and moved on.
Goodbye.
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