For a friend who I may not ever see again. For Nicola.
Leaving Works Two Ways.
The grass waves goodbye without feeling,
stuck on the thought that the wind will never leave.
Shelter ourselves with the suns impressions,
embraces don't make silhouettes like they used to.
I still have your tears on my shoulder,
and I'll leave them there until you come for them.
They hang like portraits of defeated artists,
expressing reasons for the end for all to look on.
Smiles were clouded skies from where I was,
but on looking down they were blessed with light.
Cliches given new meaning they badly need,
only you could have done this to my broken words.
And its helps to know that,
together we were our favourite song.
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