Sunday, September 30, 2018

Through the Fire



The walls missed you so much that they

started talking last night. You left such

beautiful words behind that they are

almost enough to make me forget

you ever even left at all.


The shadows started asking where

you are and silence echoed back

as one of those half baked answers

when no one's sure if its better to lie

or tell the truth for the other's sake.


The radio voice makes me sick

and the songs he announces are

too much to take now, because he still

loves all of our favorite songs more than

we ever could. You really do leave an

impression everywhere you go,


and it's good I'm getting ready to

leave these memories and haunted

halls because this place will never be

the same again.

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