not everything is a sign // a poemYou had a dream I helpedyou chase the monsters awayAnd it’s funny
not everything is a sign // a poemYou had a dream I helpedyou chase the monsters awayAnd it’s funny cause youknow there’s a knife in my first aid kit I always wonder if you’relying but you never do,Your words fill up thespaces my omissions left behind Your hands fill up the spaces between my fingersAre my hands warm in yourdreams too?I had a dream I knew youbefore meeting youI told you the futuresounds like a bad idea,Like the kind of dumb shitI want to do by your sideMost days I can’t tellwhere I end and you beginBut I can tell you’regoing to get tired Of figuring me outI’m going to get angry We’ve just been racing tosee who is going to leave firstSince the beginningI had a dream I foldedmyself unto myself so many timesMy reflection was nolonger visible in the mirrorAnd I went for a swim inthe oceanEven though I can’t swimAnd I’ve never seen theoceanBut you were there And it’s funny cause Iremember when you told me you can’t swim either. -- source link
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