eternal
some days
I can’t wait for the sun to go down.
as much as I love daylight savings,
it’s those last few hours that seem to stretch
that seem to bend
the emotions of the day as begun.
I read today, alternate endings
to movies that were never shown.
Joel and Clementine continuously erasing
each other
continuously finding
each other
for fifty more years.
when I really listen
when I really feel
that’s how I see us.
cyclical
loving
angry
disappointed.
stop
erase.
start again.
With a random encounter on the train
we meet once more.
Unaware of hurtful words,
unaware of the daggers and swords
we pushed
into each others heart.
As much as I fight,
the true feelings are true.
there’s never been
someone like you.
there’s never been
someone like me.
there’s never been someone like us,
now matter how fucked up shit gets
when you smile, I smile
when I hurt, you hurt
when I push you away,
you go
and that’s when
I come back
because there’s us
and that’s the truth
I’m so sorry.
