finite futures

it’s really over now
those rings sound a death knell
for everything that was
and everything that was never going to be
oh, how i loved you
with the passion of the forbidden
and oh, how you didn’t love me
i was just another indulgence
like whiskey or adderall
and you aided my illusions
as you cradled my head
in your hand and wiped away tears
that would have been for you
if you’d let them be

and now i can’t stop listening
to the civil wars
because i don’t love you
but i always will

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