Nothing

We are only leaves on the breeze

Seeds scattered,

Waiting for a place to land.

if we don’t make something

We’ll remain nothing.

Letters hang in the air

Every time I look at you

And they form words

I don’t have the courage to say.

We’re only still branches

No wind to stir us.

I look at you

And those words fall away.

I don’t have the courage

And you’re comfortable with nothings.

 

Shadows of us haunt me

But they walk side by side

Because the shadow you cares

And the shadow me can speak.

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