The day we became strangers.
Fond memories sought
rather than recalled.
Because it's not like
we’re yesterday anymore.
And it's not like my mind is ready,
rotting in hell; pieces falling.
Maybe this is learning but
I still won't call you a mistake.
I watched your legs shake.
And, oh lord, those eyes;
yeah I've fallen apart before but
when I saw those stars fade…
Lovely black holes.
Just please shine.
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