sitting on the stairs
looking at the holes in my memory
remember when only you could come around and hurt me?
sitting on the stairs
I see that the sky is still above me
what else is meant to last apart from it?
sitting on these stairs
wishing that the world could end here
remember when only you could hold my hand and save me?
sitting on these stairs
I keep everything unspoken
just to see if you can hear me anyway
and if you know a better place
where different stars have the same name
take me there, take me home.
(too many things to say about it..)
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