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We Were
When you say you miss what we had
who and what we were
What were we, exactly?
I'll tell you what we were
We were freshly cut grass
on suburban lawns
in the dead of the summer
the heat in the middle of July
We were rain
the kind of rain
you run out in
to find yourself again
the kind of rain you go out in
to clear your head
We were confusion
and hope
rebellion
and love
we were passion
and fury
and calm
all in one
except
we're not one person
but god, we were
we were siblings
and best friends
We were mountains
and valleys
meadows and hills
We were bumps
on the bike paths
we rode every day to get to school
Cracks in the sidewalk
everyone else avoided like the plauge
the ones they jumped over
Cracks in the sidewalk
we ran right over
on purpose
We were night and day
thunder and lightning
oil and water
salt and pepper
we were everything to me
Now we're gone.
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Wow.
I really love this! The breaks in the sentences create just enough tension for the piece to be slightly choppy by not over the top breakage. (If that makes any sense.)
Really relatable for me, reminds me a lot of somehting I was involved with a while back.
thanks for writing!