Cords
Tied and tethered to a fringe of leather
Hanging off your left coat sleeve
Couldn’t decide whether I’d ever
Compare to the dreams you’ve had of me
I guess I’ll never know
But there’s a softness in your eyes
That speaks through light
With a glimpse of what’s ahead
And a reason for why we met
Still I weather the poison from the nectar
Sweeter than anything else you gave
Knowing better for forever
Helplessly lost in a dangerous gaze
Feels so right to be so low, though
I had to choose the dullest knife
Thinking it won’t cut through
Didn’t take much to finally see why
I fell for and away from you
Love Always,
Lainey
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