unabridged Nostalgia

<sub>i run across the back cobblestone streets,

by the unpopular old little cafe we used meet,

i used to see you eyeing me,

asked you if you'd want to hold hands,

and our lives spiraled out of control

more than they'd ever been before,

i'd met you


we used to play on the river side,

unbridled joy knowing, but not for how long, we were free to love

love each other despite the standards, play away without the obstacles

growing up can be hard to do, when it meant i would have to lose you

simply spoken, back then two men could not love

without the horrific treatment neither of us would wish upon our worst enemies


but you i will always love, for reasons i never fathomed

the way i feel can not be wrong,

it is more than just a silly little song

its a ballad of sorts, without a happy ending


but as i sit around and read shakespeare,

watch my watch, and wait for the hour, i will see you again

briefly but still, without a kiss from you, now and again, i'd turn to the pills

again.


[by me]

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the focus was intentional.

you might ask why, and say you don't like it,

but I will not apologize for what

I considered a creative decision.


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