Vibrations high and low, you were my sandbox.
Soft water flowing nearby as i sat and pacified
The possession of all my surroundings.
Words (un)said feeling like shoelaces untied.
Loose feet, on the edge and risking the fall.
Songs matching different streets,
Now when i visit in silence,
Each neighbourhood erupts into a symphony.
Of familiar stings too numb to name.
i will love you forever because
Your lights taught me the fleeting states of this life.
A truly eternal lesson that returns.
Time and time again.
i’ve drowned in dreams of solitude,
Ultimately breathing it into existence.
Letting myself be stripped of the paint, a blank slate once more.
Now that i leave, as an inexplicably
heavy blank canvas,
i feel within me all the history.
Falling in love, followed by disillusionment.
Satisfaction, followed by disappointments.
– mistakes, followed by silence.
i used to think i overstayed my welcome.
That i should have been able to forsee and protect.
It hurts to say goodbye.
No matter how right.
Now i see, i was precise in what i needed.
And i did stand up for it.
My eyes are set on the horizon now, and instead of stale static water, I smell salt.
