UsThere was something in the air back then Sunlight trembled with expectation Every ounce of me knew Knew something big was coming I assumed the Apocalypse With my fatalistic urges Then... Nothing I met you The trembling air Ceased its vibration I felt disappointment A deep loss of wonder But I also felt you Your wholeness beside me Many years have past Since those days We are no longer The children of doom Speaking prophecies of destruction Though this world continues to decay And maybe Maybe you and IUs
Untitled 3My life begins here With this breath This sigh Easing out of me Releasing with it The quiet expectations Of this night with you This conjoured moment That we pretend Actually exsistsUntitled 3
My weary sigh Shatters this Illusion And the words die On you lips Before they can Ease my reservations They die before they Have a chance To bridge this distance That my sigh Has created Misplaced
I had not meant To put such weight On that one breath But once released It can not be sucked
And here we go again
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Hmmm...
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Let these remarks suffice on the subject of substance. -Aristotle
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