her heart is sore
from some premature other
those young things
those simple fingers
his shaky heart
bold veins
to be nothing more than a shell of skin
yet to have that power to alter someone else's life
i will never get it.
how out of millions of people,
two can meet
and break one another.
i don't have much advice
other than that i've been there before
a few times actually
and i'm just as confused as i was then
while i was in it
my girl,
it gets better.
but it takes time.
oh, the things we do to pass the time between the wars.
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