Anything

This song sounds like spring 
The joy we had 
Sitting in the grass
As it stained your white overalls 
That your mother embroidered 
With purple flowers 
Your favorite color

It sounds like the way 
You would laugh anytime 
I would say anything 

It sounds like our innocence 
And like our fear 
The fear we experience 
Yet it sounds like our joy too 

It sounds like the end of that year 
The feeling in my chest 
When I know something is over 
When I just wanted it to last

This song sounds like you 
The singer sounds like your voice 
As you comforted me 
And you let me tell you 
My honest truth 

It sounds like the conversations we had 
While you ate your pomegranate seeds 
The juice dripping from your mouth 
As you hold the camera I gave you for your birthday 

It sounds like my mind 
When I would stare into your eyes 
Bright green emerald 
Piercing my mind
Comforting my heart

And I'll have this song on repeat 
So I think of you constantly 
Because you're the only thing 
I miss about then 
I truly miss you 

meandpaul

MN

15 years old

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    [This is a reposted edited version of a previous poem of mine.]

     

    when all we have is spent–

    what will we have left?



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    i walked down the street
    the streets i once used to know 
    filled with regrets and heavy with burdens 
    of what once happened here

    i walked down the street 
    a block or so down 

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    I know the mountains were not formed by him

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