We fall apart because we must
When the sound of waves breaking like hearts
Brushes our ears
And withdraws
Shyly
When the words that used to come easily
Stick in our throats
Choked by stories we wished to become
Replaced by the way we are
When apologies fall flat
And we no longer whisper love
Into the wind
Into the palms of our hands
When the sound of waves breaking like hearts
Brushes our ears
And withdraws
Shyly
When the words that used to come easily
Stick in our throats
Choked by stories we wished to become
Replaced by the way we are
When apologies fall flat
And we no longer whisper love
Into the wind
Into the palms of our hands
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