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This was over before it ever began...

you were my greatest mistake

21 August

You may tire of me as our December sun is setting,
because I'm not who I used to be.
No longer easy on the eyes- but these wrinkles masterfully disguise
The youthful girl below, who turned your way and saw
Something she was not looking for: both a beginning and an end.
But now she lives inside someone she does not recognize,
When she catches her reflection on accident...

On the back of a motor bike
With your arms outstretched trying to take flight
Leaving everything behind
But even at our swiftest speed we couldn't break from the concrete
In the city where we still reside.
And I have learned that even landlocked lovers yearn for the sea like navy men
Cause now we say goodnight from our own separate sides