We didn’t know it was simpler, did we? Those days of sunburnt youth and carefree adventure. Knowing that indestructible optimism would waver with experience – would I have gripped it a little tighter? Held on a little longer?
M.K. STANDBYI see the way that he is with you – holding your heart with softness he never spared for mine.
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The bond of friendship as tight as any lover – where shoulders carry shared burden, a devotion unmatched by any other.
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In the end it’s all the same – the hearty fire or the damp earth. I pray I’m not alone.
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And when I imagine my home – above all else, I’ll always think of you.
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The leaves know when to let go – if only I had the same instinct.
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In the pale light of a setting sun – I’ll hold your hand and promise to love you more, on the days that you forget to love yourself.
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I see the way that he is with you – holding your heart with softness he never spared for mine.
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My throat burns with the words left unspoken, air hangs still and silence hides the words you long to hear – stay.
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A dishonor greater than any affair, is that of a friend who never was.
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Scribbled lines and crumpled pages – piles of rejection and resurrection. There will never be the right words to amend a lost goodbye.
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The rain reminds me of his voice, a perfectly composed melody in the sky. Each drop that falls against my window, a dedication to the oceans I would cross – just to sit beside him.
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Peace found me in a wordless embrace – in the rising of autumn sun, and the sound of turning pages.
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Painting over cracks as you watch the ceiling fall – not everything can be healed with love.
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And in the end when the money is gone – will you still stay it was worth it.
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A collection of thoughts bundled together and bound in twine – more toxic than any chemical, my very own poison.
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I wished to every fountain, prayed to every god but some futures are set in stone – so here we go again.
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