she’s like a sunset
fleetingly beautiful but
feels like forever


her hair is crushed auburn
leaves in autumn
ing for her
over and over


sometimes i fall in love with things that i shouldn’t
(like razorblades and pills and sweet numbing apathy)
and the things that i should are the things i can’t have
(like forever sunshine and sunsets and you)


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