to that girl that’s pretty cool, but I’m gonna go to Vancouver and she lives in Paris


Other planets
make me forget the moons
and what I cannot tell
make me forget her name
and her sweet look

are you one of those lives
that pass and stumble by me
never a chance to meet
time, a man’s doom is to die
in the future dim naked space

it has taken me my entire life
to soften and blur the edges of regret
to call my dreams into a state of being
to imagine lifetimes
between people that never met

the world is what light becomes
passing sunlight beyond future and past
changing our skin and clothes
pulling heaven into its arms
there is no end to what we never were

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