7.4.12

Sometimes I think.


and she longed to know if
in his mind, she was the only constant source
of late-night conversations and broken hearts
and if his voice

could still make fireworks go off
even in silence

2 comments:

  1. where as he didn't want to know anything at all, he wanted something, anything that would make him forget everything

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  2. sometimes I think about it too.

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