Poetry for the Abyss
|Remember Me Like I’m Winter ’97
it is hard to love ppl without expectations
i’m addicted to chocolate almond milk
and you’re addicted to watching netflix
you won’t think about wanting to die tonight
i won’t think about
how you are not thinking
about me
i used to expect you to want to
be alive for me but
as long as you are alive somewhere
i expect i will be alive here still
stupidly loving you
i wish you could remember me
i’m like winter 1997
when you were 6 and i was
another lost child inside clouds
no, we met drunkenly i think
we met with me here and there
soft baby child female snowflake
falling on your lap my heart
was full to burst or melting
cloudy childhood forgotten
along with all the fucked winters