pictures can only say so much,

or so i once thought,

i stare at everything that we were,

and i think about everything that we thought we would be,

i bet you saw it coming, didn't you?

this love was so easy,

it was like breathing,

but when you said those cold words,

it wasn't so easy to breathe anymore,

how does love change, in the way that you have?

let the wind that is time take me away,

for one day you will feel this breeze again,

and think of me,

everything that i was,

and everything that you wish you had, again.

i gave you these broken and bleeding hands,

and you fought the disease along w/ me,

so i just ask you this,

will you ever be thankful for me?


 
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