Temporary

"Hello there, how are you?"

I've got a story to tell you.

I'll be on standby
no matter the time
Then you came by
Spouting your life for a dime

I will always be there
for I am needed constant
I will never stray
though you don't need me permanent

I am forever bounded
for now I know my core
I am the girl of comfort
not of forevermore

The cycle repeats as the doorbell rings,

"Hello there, how have you been doing?"

1.0 Break of Dawn

Don't listen to the he said she said

I met you and my heart thumped
and boy, how you knew
But you met me with her on your mind
oh honey, I'm freshly wounded too

Warning bells from my friends
and honestly I felt the fear
Seasons changed and you visited again
now I'm ready to lend you my ears

Don't listen to the he said she said

With a blank canvas you approached
"Can I paint us for keeps?" you questioned
Within a week you managed to sketch
Little did you know, the completed version in my head

Your paintings now a work of gold
Contracts dropping, and you were sold
Feeling proud, I side-stepped for you to grow
But no one told me that chivalry was old

Don't listen to the he said she said

"Our sketches, did you managed to finish it?"
I wanted to be able to ask
Taylor Swift on repeat to baby-sit
Protecting my cold heart like a warm flask

I tried not to let their words in
Clinging to promises and memories for guidance
Now please tell me of my sins
For their loud voices are now mine to listen


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Indelible

Can I like you?

          Heart races seeing others

          Sweat breaking looking at him

          but when the song in the radio starts playing

          it is you on my mind I keep seeing

Can I keep you?

          Late night talks with strangers

          Sharing stories with others

          but with every news I get

          you are the first I wished to text

Can we be more?

          You believed it's better with me

          Saying how you hoped I was there

          but if I were to actually stray

          will you be able to stay?

Can't I let go?

          A good friend before any other

          A permanence no matter what bothers

          but despite all the feelings I uprooted

          the roots of all memories stay grounded.