coming up on one year since my
father died
off to the cemetery
to make sure you're
actually in the ground
i've had a few drinks
just in case the last
year has all been
a dream
two against the world
whisper your
fears as i hold
you close
even if we
can only have
moments of
perfection
together
i'll never trade
these tender
moments for
any neon lights
or a better life
those dark
beautiful eyes
of yours will
make any
tragedy
bearable
self-inflicted
or not
my blood is
now yours
your fears
are now
mine
two against
the world
may we both
die laughing
one day
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