I was never one for flashy things,
Big building,
Loud sirens,
Bright lights.
Not one quite night.
But you like that scenes of never ending,
Nothing ever seems to slow down.
Always a race to catch up what was left behind.
Never having anything take its time.
If you were who you said you were,
You would already know this.
You would be here now,
And the things you have done..
Well they would speak for themselves.
You've locked it all so deep,
Hidden underneath,
Only to hear them in the deepest of sleep.
But your voice falls short from my memories,
And your face is just a reminder.
Of a time the air was thin,
Of a time i was sure i could breath again.
These memories that bind me.
I cant seem to let them go,
Like its all i have left to know.
But as i said time and time before.
I was never one for flashy things,
Im going to take the time to rewind
Just to start over again.
And all the leaves have fallen,
As did i.
Now the air is crisp and new.
As i find my way back.
From falling for you.
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