these people here
have their ideas
about what went down
between us
can’t blame them
or stop them from using
their imagination
even if they’re
nowhere near the truth
it only matters
as long as, you do.
what’s that?
you said
these people here
won’t be happy
until I’m dead
and just maybe
the end would be
welcomed
and while
that might be
true enough
my heart sinks
thinking i might
just fade away
like any other night
i only matter
as long as, you.
these people here
take the joy
right out of life
erasing memories
so all that remains
are just blank spaces
designed to
fill the voids
the in betweens
overlapping folds
of information
stored timelessly
altering meanings
isolating emotions
that only matter
as long as, we do.
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