A thumbnail moon dips towards the west, as I realize that my compass is aligned towards somewhere amazing. The bones I used to wear are now just fossils or fractures. X-rays for your future reference or dismissal. I've become an island so bury your treasure within me. Just promise you won't tell me that the sky is the limit when I know that there are footprints on the moon.
Never explaining only explains never wanting to believe. I never once left them hanging. Full circle. A black eye on the inside. That's how I feel about it. Two steps forward towards make believe. I've learned to save my strength for the morning after.
For as bad-ass and unaffected as we all try to come off, we're all just one sentence away from being brought to the edge of tears... if only it was worded right. I'm ok with that. Are you?
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