a vintage vinyl cover that i have attached to the poem as an expression of how it feels when the memory of someone, can lie to you. You become comfortable with floating on the lie, keeping you suspended above the abyss of the truth. That the person wasn’t that great, and neither was the relationship.
Fate intervenes
i see you only in my dreams
is this my destiny
chasing something illusory
i began to doubt my senses
and those empty promises
preludes, decorated in charming warnings
no emotion
cause i know how you felt about feeling
and so i realize
with a cool touch and a warm kiss
you are immortalized
no longer just a shadow of a dream
no longer just a fantasy
but a memory.
-g.m.t.
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g.m.t
bare bones,
here are rests the things ive wrote,
to purge, to mend whats broke.
read, or dont. <3
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