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Silent`

I never made it across the ocean
I never looked you in the eye again
for all I know we might be keeping
little secrets under our skin
•
you spoke another language then
a different one, I wasn’t used to
now I’m more used to your language
than the one I used to be used to
•
concrete walls and tall trees remind me
the winter snow and bright sunlight
the kind of light that swallows you
and dark rooms feel hollow after
•
I never thought I’d forget but
how you slip into thoughts unwanted
between the lines of conversations I notice
little things you’ve changed in me
•
I don’t think I’ll ever make it across the ocean
your words will carry over paper
if mine ever reach you that is
I just hope life treats you better


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