Step out with me into that empty space
Between utopia and heartbreak
A sickle moon lighting the silence
Shadows writing new alphabets
As I tie up your letters
In a ribbon of lavender
For I am a hoarder
With an attic full of laughter
And sundrenched picnics on the river
And smudged lipstick at the movies
Strains of our song tumbling in the breeze
But between then and yesterday
There is an empty space
Where I can kiss you my darling
One last time
And just play pretend
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