There were days when you were all that I saw,
and then again after the thaw.
Your face looked so stolid under all that ice- I swore I’d keep you that way, but now I relent.
It’s as if we were dormant and nothing meant,
sleeping through the steam clouds and dry ice and discontent.
Watched it crumble as the slippery skyline faded into the far away descent.

No one hears you at this dropout below the earth.
The oxygen turns to CO2, and the only thing you feel is cold.
What did you expect it to be worth?
The greatest friendships stripped to the bone.
Nobody claiming ownership for feelings they’ve never owned.

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