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Keeper
He was one of them
The ones I should stay away from
The ones I could never keep
But I can be with them
For a while
And that was heaven
I was the girl
With eyes too wide
Lips too bitten
Some say that one look and they were smitten
Funny
How they scurried away
When they found out
That I was that girl
With a brain too big
A hug too tight
A memory too good
A mind too fucked up
And I was too poetic...
I can never keep them.
I don't think I want to, anyway.
So one night I found him
On my bed
Arms open wide
He waited for me
With his mismatched socks
And the purple bags under his eyes
That never seem to go away
His messy hair
With his genius blabbering
And random facts unraveling
He was too much like me.
We did what we did
Clothes gone
And hearts bare
And maybe it was wrong
But I never regret it
He was one of my comforts
A thing that
My lonely solitary soul
Can hold on to
For a while.
I reach heaven
The burning white light behind my stupid eyes
And I asked him to come with me
Then I surprised myself
I uttered his name
Again
Again
Again
Like a chant, like a prayer
And I asked him to stay
Stay
Stay...
Until the words turn into pathetic sobs
Until I opened my eyes
And clutched my sheets to my pitiful bare chest
To find him gone with the air...
I never did find them,
I could never keep them.
The ones I should stay away from
The ones I could never keep
But I can be with them
For a while
And that was heaven
I was the girl
With eyes too wide
Lips too bitten
Some say that one look and they were smitten
Funny
How they scurried away
When they found out
That I was that girl
With a brain too big
A hug too tight
A memory too good
A mind too fucked up
And I was too poetic...
I can never keep them.
I don't think I want to, anyway.
So one night I found him
On my bed
Arms open wide
He waited for me
With his mismatched socks
And the purple bags under his eyes
That never seem to go away
His messy hair
With his genius blabbering
And random facts unraveling
He was too much like me.
We did what we did
Clothes gone
And hearts bare
And maybe it was wrong
But I never regret it
He was one of my comforts
A thing that
My lonely solitary soul
Can hold on to
For a while.
I reach heaven
The burning white light behind my stupid eyes
And I asked him to come with me
Then I surprised myself
I uttered his name
Again
Again
Again
Like a chant, like a prayer
And I asked him to stay
Stay
Stay...
Until the words turn into pathetic sobs
Until I opened my eyes
And clutched my sheets to my pitiful bare chest
To find him gone with the air...
I never did find them,
I could never keep them.
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