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come by mistake, stay for the digital loose leaves

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by cjoyntpoetryMarch 10, 2019March 10, 2019

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⬇️ grief is infinite your days change in drastic yet seemingly insignificant ways a song sung alone a number forgotten when you no longer reach for the phone that's when you know you've changed too sometimes your skin gets warm as if you've been touched you'll look at the clock and see those tiny symbolic synchronicities they almost fill that incredible void you know the one it sometimes feels like the only thing you have left after they've left you all alone the part that gets me are those rare instances of joy where you allow yourself to be present but receive one instead the gift of grief it doesn't leave it serves as a reminder how much better would this moment be if you were here to share it with me with us a good day is often when it comes to visit a bad day is not much different grief is the elephant in the room every room every day i'd call to say i've missed you but i forgot your number after it got disconnected after i spent the first year listening to your voicemail on replay yes time passes as it always has as it always will in this fast paced world is that why it feels like only a day has gone by to then feel like you were never here at all were you a figment of my imagination someone i knew in a past life see memory like grief is tricky i'm not who i was and you well you are my infinite

Still counts, right?

Fool me once, shame on you. Fool me twice, shame on me. But you're still the jerk ✌️

⬇️ In another world, I may have taken the chance To open and glow in the dark I may have had a neon love story that buzzed in the night With those shady characters with dark souls and rough hands I may have lost myself and never returned again But you found me before I fell off the edge You're bringing me back piece by piece I recognize a glimmer I knew when I was young I may get it back, I may be better if I stay away from the depths If I don't give into the lure of crawling out of my mind Sometimes, I don't want to think -- much less speak and the universe can be so loud If I don't give into the mystique of nothingness If I don't need it all to stop, I may just go into the light With you My best friend But something is whispering me away from home It's saying you don't have to feel this way anymore And sometimes, I don't want to feel At all Though this is the best I've ever felt, I'm still well-aquainted with my pain It won't stop, I know it won't stop But I'll stay on this carousel Until you tell me to get off (Don't you dare)

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