Wednesday, March 15, 2017

No One Home

Like a feather
Confused by the wind
Twisting and turning
Knees skinned
And you keep changing your mind
And I keep falling into nothing
Anywhere and nowhere in particular
Like a promise
Written in the sand
You were meant to be
Till the waves came round
And you keep changing your mind
And I keep falling into empty
And it’s all or nothing in particular
I count your eyelashes secretly
Pretend that we were meant to be
But the light went out
And there’s no one home
I count the lines around your smile
Hold the thought for a little while
But the lights went out
And there’s no one home
No one home

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