
The light flickers in my bedroom
as I brush my hair;
I remember that theory that it’s someone dead trying to speak to you,
I’m sure it’s just a thing from movies.
The light flickers again in the bathroom
live in the moment
i'm trying so hard to look
at you
and not to think of the possibilities i know
i can't have,
all the things you rejected the moment
Hello Summer,
I see you on the boardwalk;
In every screw, and plank, and scratch,
Your every nook and my personality match.
Hello Summer,
When you're sad, your hot tears shed
Comments
The shoes look so crisp and clean against the backdrop of the fallen leaves. You can easily tell yourself many stories about where this person is going.
Thank you! :)
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