Just take it back. They’re only words. We hold the tethers. We’re here together.
I feel your hair through my fingers.
We paint the night, only to find it’s cracked and peeling–each face revealing what we don’t say.
Every silk strand takes my breath away.
Let’s take these lines and draw ourselves out of here, this shipwreck from set-sail. We’ll map the stars–tonight they help to find a way. When all is said, words can breathe more life than death.
The inner sense that people share: touching on secrets and letting down hair.
Over and over–let’s not forget last time. I’ve kept the best parts and play them in my mind. This is tomorrow so take it or leave it.
Empty diaries–there’s nothing to say, and we’ll take the right steps to keep these pages clean. You want the answers? I see them on your face. You need to know this is where the promise breaks.
I can give you my answer: I know if you stay this will be ours to take.
Inside I am overwhelmed from holding back, but know that this won’t be forever.
I feel so good, I want you for all my days, but tonight…
I can’t stay here–you can’t ask me. Just so you would know.
- Emery, Disguising Mistakes As Goodbyes
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