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here you are not

Remembering the sound

of your voice when

you said my name


And I could probably be certain

it won’t happen again


We used to be best friends

tying bows on our fingers to

make sure we wouldn’t ever forget


But here I am

and here you are not


So with my thoughts

I must leave you behind


Go down a different path

than you this time


Mostly I don’t mind


Until he says my name

and I begin to worry

that I won’t be able

to get you out of my veins


Now don’t you forget

So (shocking) to permit

The ones who hurt us the most

Are the ones that we permit


written by Valeria Vera | @hardkoresoftie



Photo by William Brown taken in Lauterbrunnen, Switzerland| @focusonwill

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