The moon is brighter than my headlights, the faded pink of the sunset mixing with the midnight blue backdrop for the stars. A light like the reaching hands of a hundred broken hearts. I’ve traveled this road so many times. The memories spanning the years of my life pressed between the rocks strewn along the side. Melancholy creeps up on me and sits like an old friend in the crook of my neck – planting kisses along my skin whenever the bitter outweighs the sweet, reminding me again and again that in this moment it is okay to forget the names of the places I’ve been. It’ll all come back eventually
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I watched you sleeping quietly in my bed
you don’t know this now but there’s some things that need to be said
and it’s all that I can hear
it’s more than I can bearwhat if I fall
and hurt myself
would you know how to fix me?
what if I went
and lost myself
would you know where to find me?
if I forgot who I am
would you please remind me,
oh
cause without you things go hazy
