when I hold you I feel like I am wrapping you up
I look into your eyes and I can see the boy you were
it tears at my heart seeing how lost you feel
when we are both supposed to be all grown up
I could lay beside you and hold your hand
gaze at the stars as you tell me your secrets
we'd be like children again
trying to make sense of a world bigger than our thoughts
the people in our lives are wanderers who've forgotten
that their feet need to keep moving they pretend
to be happy to be cool to be somebody
while we watch the world turn around them
the hardest part is knowing my world is better with you in it
while I stand here watching you walk out of it
Wow. Heavy poem.
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