elf [dangerous thoughts]
maybe i was wrong,
maybe i was always right,
or maybe we should never,
have even met.
but it’s these thoughts,
that are left, they travel quick,
through my fingertips,
they are dangerous.
they make me want you back,
despite the fact,
i know you’re gone,
far too far gone.
yet i never thought,
you were wrong,
in leaving me behind,
with your wasted youth,
left in my hands.
and all but a picture,
to keep me company,
with my failing memories
of all these terrible thoughts.
‘cause these thoughts,
they’re dangerous,
even too dangerous,
to live with.
- m.h
[dutch]
dedicated to bbrumous because she makes me wonder of why the sky is blue
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Carcinogens
Short Story"You were always my favourite carcinogen." © reflectory 2014 short story #466 12.10.14 short story #417 06.10.14