and nobody knows how loud your heart gets
from this far,
but me
but me
some nights all i want is to hear
I'm coming home.
and it's all a dream, he said
i swear i'll wake up one morning
to find your arms around me again
turn on the lights when I leave
cause you have everything you'll ever need
without me there pushing.
your eyes can still see me in the dark but
finally we are no one, together.
bookends fallen as the dust,
it gathers and rises with the smoke
of dreams.
the pages are turning too fast to read and
who i am is old and screaming.
nobody knows
how loud and
how endless.
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