Goodbye little house in the prairie made of bricks with no backyard, just the skies as our playgrounds and the breath of the pacific ocean at our ears. Goodbye nights and lazy Sundays or whatever days, where heat would only derive from our skin. Goodbye to those soundtrack that we play in our heads. Explosions in the skies. Goodbye aimless car rides, full house re-runs at 3 AM and arguments that reach the horizon. Goodbye deranged vulnerabilities ,I will no longer carry you at my breast. Goodbye long haired boy with the world in the specs of your eyes. I'm sorry for my reality. Good bye eastern philosophies with your double sided tape truths. Goodbye home, whomever you lie in.
Ive brushed my heel with the devil again; this time I wont find myself dancing with him.
So take this how ever you may, this is about you too if you really think about it
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