“third eye blind”

“third eye blind”

9.15.21

10.34am

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The rest of my things are over in the corner,

I wish I had more to say, but I don’t,

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I’ve made a Spotify playlist of you, I can be so sentimental,

In the description, I wrote, “my hubby”, but you are no longer my love,

Maybe it was to reclaim what I lost,

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I think it ended when the sun hit your face,

And we both lay naked on your bed,

Listening to an album on vinyl,

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Cora literally told me the night before that we were to be expecting trouble, that she saw darkness brewing on the horizon,

Courtesy of Zeta, and Freya,

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I’ve watched so many die at Harley’s hands,

I can’t bear to watch that again, for this reason, I leave-

I don’t wish to be the reason why,

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Your love for me is so strong, so true, “I’d do anything for you”,

Perhaps it’s me,

Because I am afraid of that phrase,

I never learned wheat it meant to love someone so deeply, except,

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I do,

My son,

I love my son,

I love him so much,

There is nothing truer than this,

Nothing could ever be truer,

It would fall short, or worse,

Perhaps my love is equal,

And I was overlooking,

I do know how to love,

I know how to love deeply,

Fully, wholly, completely,

But perhaps, I just didn’t want to love you in that way,

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You were so calm when you heard about what happened with Harley,

You told me not to worry,

You were-,

So calm,

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You even told me you’d fix it,

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Please stop lying to me,

Don’t… do that, you know I hate it so much,

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We saw better days, most definitely,

Why am I leaving?

Things are steady, stable, everything that I’d never think to be grateful for,

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But to me, everything is falling apart,

And I fear I cannot hold up the weight anymore,

All is well in the eyes of the outsider,

But in the room that we both share,

No one can hear us, no one can see us,

Nobody is here to witness how we came apart,

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There are no witnesses to tell us what happened.

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I think it happened when the sun was just opening her eyes,

We were always so jealous of her,

For all my life I just remember us bullying her,

But now that I know of her beauty,

I ask myself why,

Why would anyone want to hurt something so true?

So beautiful,

Why would anyone want to curse her name?

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Luna,

Stella,

Solar,

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These are the names we have called her; her beauty is that powerful,

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While you were asleep, I cursed her name

Why did the night have to end so quickly?

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The façade of us faded once you opened your eyes,

I love you, but I’ve had enough of [your/my] lies,

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Alison

Cora

Khat