Everyone seems to have somewhere to go „
I dream of going with them but I don’t
I’m looking down always on every floor „
But I never really find what I’m looking for
But I keep looking for you ….
"Your lips are my nicotine"
he always says.
For lips like mine
Only tasted cigarettes and pain
Never has it ever tasted love.
"Your collarbones deserve flowers planted on them"
He can’t stop saying.
But collarbones like mine
Never felt anything close to that.
"Your eyes are a dark ocean"
But my eyes are nothing
But a sea of sadness.
Eyes like his
Saw universes inside of me,
And made a phoenix rise from my ashes.
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even as a dream.