'and did you miss me whilst you were looking for yourself out there'
just randomly drafted this at 1.09am yesterday...
I will always hold a piece of you
Eclectic shades of grey and sad blue.
That place is a forgotten seashell: empty and cold
The crashing of the sea as silence enfolds.
Sombre and still, the soft nostalgia can amuse
Ochre & speckled indigo, lurking like an old bruise.
But after a while you forget, say adieu
Remember the nights before the inevitable winter curfew.
Tuck yourself away, rocking, creaking and alive
One day, my girl, you will again thrive.
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