New Memories
new memories
scribbled like prose
across brick walls
in layers
of crawling vines
overwriting the old
reshaping fireworks
into gentle waves
to wash away
what's written in the sand
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the complicated thing is that even though i never want to talk to you again, i still have so much i want to say.
if you cherish me, i will wake up every morning and consciously choose you. i’ll hold your heart as dearly as my own. i’ll protect it better than i could ever protect mine. i’ll love the parts of you that you struggle to. i promise you’ll never have to feel alone again.
he picked up pieces of me
scattered like bread crumbs
and held them close
warmed them up in his palms
every so often, i forget to hate you. and when that happens, i fall right back in love.
“I Don’t Dare Say ‘Ghosted’”
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