Have you ever seen the rain when the sky isn't grey?
A white line defines the shoreline
Waiting this time
For feelings to rewind
Sitting in one moment
Letting but several pass by
Oblivious to the way each one
Shrivels up and dies
Left to sink
Collecting on the floor
We shed with skin
Departing through the front door
Just don't forget that an exit is not an entrance
It will never come back to sit at the sill we sat at
While we reconciled a broken night
We could put the pieces back
What's left now is desolate, dry, and black
A mirage of false hope, where time didn't elapse.
An anxious breaking of a ship
Time doesn't want us back
I'm yearning just to curl up and die with you
But what's the worth of a last breath?
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