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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