Short Form

Held

no longer shall i send love
i will hold it
along with you…

You hear a lot bout folks growing apart, but the story I’ve got is about the killing of a friendship.

I needed them to understand, before I became wholly unable to explain.

I took in all the teachings of who I ought to be

He would make sure they all atoned.

Now with new resolve I shake
that which once caused me to break

I know we’ve walked together through the same tumultuous realm.

Thank you for being lime green in a world of muted colors.

tired?
how could i look anything but?

When you exist on the fine lines.