re*affrim

state again as a fact; assert again strongly.

 

 

Aren’t you scared,

That we’re digging up bones

That should stay in-ground?

 

I see you in a sea of faces

But I’m not so sure it’s admiration

As much as it’s nostalgia

 

We were young and in love

I understand it as a phase

I feel a couple steps ahead

 

Could you imagine?

Meeting me for coffee on a Sunday morning?

Would we just talk about the past?

 

I shouldn’t even ask

But here I am

And there you are

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i write lame poems that no one really reads

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