three souls | May 13, 2025 (07:49 AM) |

i'm clinged by the same arms

that held her in, while i was gone.

who knew i'd ever be right here.

i've calculated this before,

it disappears at every door

everytime i try to bring it out.

you'll never taste the other guest,

but there's that feeling you'll always get.

and, my friends are all miseducated.

your license is off, not even outdated.

how foolish of me to even say it.

how funny it is to be reminiscing 

about the things that never should have been..

just memories.

past tense for the things not buried in the past,

our present ghosts hold us in,

we won't even confront that.

don't rub your head to sleep,

why are you still looking at me?