Nothing unrequited. Everything unspoken. We can’t. We won’t. We shouldn’t. I silently agree. We only whisper to ourselves. In this time and in this place there is only risk, only disgrace. We’ll never come to home to one another. We'll never have a life as one.
We are the perfect thing that we’ll never have, and I can only hope you know.
Tell me as the train pulls away, or tell me as your plane lets go of earth. I get a sinking knot in the back of my throat. I been in a dark place that I wouldn’t trade with anyone.
Some love is invisible.
Slipping through the air, nothing to grab, holding onto things I never had
No disappear, nowhere to go, holding onto things I never showed, but I'm holding on
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