Will I live on after death
Was I any good at any part of this
So much lives on in me in every stain of ink
I can’t remember their words but the feelings are fused into me
I don’t want her to leave
Fell back in love with her energy, platonic-ly
It’s like death itself keeps it’s claws in her
And she somehow tells it to go to hell while also seeing it as her savior
It reminds me of Emily Dickinson
And Deaths chariot
I’ve always been in love with wearing your guts genuinely
And she’s always been that duality
I can’t believe we didn’t talk a few months ago
Like life was waiting till the steps aligned
Till the water got so high
But I can’t think about it ending, not tonight
Too much is already up in the air
The moon the future the stars the burning air
I want more time, to be perfect for you
And yet I’m too old for all of this already
I’ll never be normal
Much less everything you deserve that you aren’t getting
Normal’s boring
But it has it’s moments
If it stays stable and soft but strong and freeing
Wrapped in laughter and adventure
Simpler pleasures but just crazy enough to keep your demons away
Who am I to think I could be that guy
When I’m not one anyway..
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Will I live on after this
I don’t wanna go first only cuz -()-
I’ve always been sucking life dry and I never meant to take -()- such a ride
I grew up eventually but I’ll never be
Normal like -()-
So many apologies, do you even know me
I try to show you what I can
Make it up but there’s so much I can’t
As many phone calls as I can fit into -()-
Anymore than I already do
But it’s always on fire again
Don’t think I don’t find it dazzling
The spark and then the beauty in the pain
What else is it to be alive anyway
Than to really feel it