fourth year sydney kohne

your eyes held mine for a beat too long, the ones i’d come to

love in just a few months time. i had the strangest sense of

deja vu; who were we in a past life?

on the last good day we had,

the realization you had become my second

nature hit me like a ton of bricks, the last

of the hours spent together were the fading minutes of

daylight on a summer day, the ones you never want to see gone

time moved both too slow and too fast;

in a dazed way we traveled along, disconnected without

a ribbon you tied between us. i wanted to

bottle up the doubt, throw it in the waves, but i was too late

hard to have those conversations without hurting

feelings, while desperately trying not to fall into a/

loveless state of mind, but who have we become to each other?

the last time i heard this song was

one day when you were gone, back when we thought

that things would stay the same, but you

got a new view of what your life could be

away from this, away from me, and now

here lies what could have been, where nothing

is the same, yet we still managed to bury it too close to

home and can’t seem to dig out from six feet under. but despite this

heaven feels close when you are too, and the remembrance of it

belongs in the louvre, down the back, but still there

to bear witness to the you and me, the me and

you, the us we immortalized

the songs that got me through it