your hair is growing long again it’s darker this time but your eyes still shine and your laughter fills the room you thank me for changing the subject tell me you’re fine let the door slam behind you and look to the stars: you wonder what it’s like to be somewhere else as you stare at the sky she cries for you like I do; I want to keep you safe you’ve never been one to be held so close but it’s all I know how to do and I know you are hurting some sort of eternal pain beneath the surface. pour yourself out for me all over your floor I’ll let you clean up the mess as many times as you need. I’ll drive the car through the rain put your feet on the dashboard wearing somebody else’s shoes because you were too afraid to put on your own. run through the streets with your shirt over your head I scream with you in search of the moon. so perfectly flawed so perfectly human so perfectly you. come back inside, dear. wash your hands of this mess lay your head on the floor let your heart rest.
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Annie
