You were my empire

My poetry

You were my skin

My blindness

You were my sundays before I even knew how to sleep

When you left to travel the world what did you find?

Why did you come back?

You found me at my darkest you were my miracle

You pushed me away we’re just dumb kids that didn’t know any better

And we sit looking back at regrets

That one day will be memories too

The hope and the regretting

We were brave weren’t we ?

We were glamorous

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