rubyred
you look for the world
and you hope it's alive
a wonder and a curious find
a song for a makeshift utopia
but your heart is dramatic
because the truth is
and you cannot see the world
when your eyes are beyond it
you stood like a fortress, hands folded on your chest, away from me. i wondered how far you'd go to keep it from harm, from crushing and turning it into shattered glass or the last half of a cigarette they'd stomp with their shallow feet, and i was terrified someone in this world would even dare. you always fretted i'd break it, but little do you know you're already ripping mine apart.
he bit, crushing a chunk of the apple into blotches of red on his teeth. there must have been nothing more succulent in the garden, she said, though they knew both of them couldn't be that credible enough to say so.
he looked around, and swallowed. if they had spent their time preparing an apology instead of finding some leaves for clothing, maybe the ending would have been different.
he bit, crushing a chunk of the apple into blotches of red on his teeth. there must have been nothing more succulent in the garden, she said, though they knew both of them couldn't be that credible enough to say so.
he looked around, and swallowed. if they had spent their time preparing for an apology instead of finding some leaves to cover themselves, maybe the ending would have been different.
"so you're who they've been talking about." a chuckle.
"they?" he asks him, finding his statement puzzling, since they just met.
he shakes his head at him, as if should have already known. "them. everyone. they keep talking about that one person that could make their day, could even make them look forward to the next ones."
"so you're who they've been talking about." a chuckle.
"who?" he asked him, finding his statement puzzling, since they just met.
he only shakes his head at him, as if he should've already known. "them. everyone. they keep talking about that one person that could make their day, could even make them look forward to the next ones."
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