there was a time
before today,
when i couldnt see
the shape of you
without the shadow
of me
lagging behind,
with a hopeful heart ...
yet, eagerly awaiting
the sun’s departure.
who am i kidding?
you crave an audience
someone who falls for
your false sense of self
the one you make up as you go.
just a fool following a fool.
but never again,
will I look toward you
for light.
for anything.
This is fantastic. I need to start writing again :) thanks for the little boost of inspiration!
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