Make us
Take us
Heal and break
-Us-
Nothing with
And without
Sleep and wake
-Us-
Met once,
and once met
Won’t click again
Snap here,
*snap*
-Gone-
Not even ten?
Years: nothing
Days: nothing.
Moments though, these are long
These can stick and stay a while
These will keep us.
Your fingers fold my memories between them
You we can feel.
Your pain can stick and stay a while
And heal?
No, I think we’d rather live a while,
in pain;
and keep your fingers folded
moments between them, between us
I’ll hold on
to these that make me
Take me
Heal
and break me
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