How many times would i listen to our favorite song?
Before i realize i was too late to bring you back,
I couldn't discern any more between reality and illusion
Or am i just getting stoned by the endless pang of regret?
I wouldn't want you back..., but the crisp, vivid memories
are just so hard to let go, so brief yet full of bliss,
"Do me a favor baby, put down your new God"
the song goes, over and over again,
The melancholic rhythm drowns me,
allowing me to breathe once and for all
To cherish and reminisce
the good times... our downsides
and yes, even the pledge..
the silent intimacy that was never spoken
where the language of action,
murmured in pain and disbelief
and, in glorious affection
to finally submerge the unsung hymn of our hearts
throwback poetry from 2011
® billymacdeus
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