(Sunday)
Manic pixie girl /2
I watch you grow and then I leave. I will always be the girl you want and the girl you don't. I am old wine vineyards and broken brick paths. The difference between falling in love and enjoying the scenery. You are right for me, but I carry chains around my ankles like prisoners of war and I fight this love until I don't remember names. Until I don't remember how your arms feel, how kissing feels, what you like to smile at, what makes your blood boil. I am here to show you how angry you may get. How lost you have been. I love you when you are broken and I will save you. After this is all done, I wonder if you realize how lost I really am. We are both arms length away from together. This is still too far for me.
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