poetry || forgetting the memory.
flashes of sunlight penetrate my eyelids
music from car stereos parading past my window…an old beat
If I shut them tight enough, and listen hard enough, time will rewind and bypass the loss
this is what it feels like to be in love with the past…its all wrong…right?
anxious anticipation for a mutual agreement…for the best love
my soul mate
I love this!
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thank you sis :). I felt like writing from the heart today!