Friday, 18 January 2019

headaches and snow.

 a headache through my skull that rose without
an explanation. love, for once, was not
the cause. what was it telling me about
us? maybe i’m enraged that you forgot
that feeling in your chest when we would sit
in bed for hours and hoped this moment would
not pass - but sadly everything won’t fit
in my idea of what i know we could
accomplish while we are together. pain
throughout my head is easy when i know
the only thing that’s left in this girl’s brain -
a memory that soon will fade like snow. 
it’s turning white and came in cold december
but it will melt and we will not remember. 

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