NaPoWriMo - day #12
This room smells like my childhood
Artificial ocean, salty skies
People meet because their music makes them
I can't tell what's the past and what's not
Soak in the present
like bad news you can't shake
Don't worry honey
I'm here for you only
It feels like everything has opened up
I sit alone but I'm not lonesome
A fly on the wall with a girl to call home
Drunk for a week straight
Love, whiskey, trying not to fuck it up
It feels like I'm waking up for the first time
Have you ever heard yourself sing?
Destined to keep orbiting
Safe landing never comes
I don't want to give you a reason
to not play that song
because forever is a concept drawn
by fear and brightness in galactic eyes
And if anything can happen, then maybe
we’ll emerge like dusk
And watch it all go down together
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