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he whispered to me,

"we shouldn't be here, you and i.

but i'll be with you

till our time comes in the sky."

"he's coming back you'll see."

i would tell my friends so late at night.

and they'd just smile at me then pass the blunt

and say it was alright.

back when all our days were succulent 

and all our nights spent with the stars.

we used to hide away from authority, forget society.

would you remember me?

there were no better times

than the ones we spent in your basement

collecting dust and sixties rock.

i've tried many times

but nothing can replace them.

we were sixteen 

sneaking in and out of bedrooms.

running wild in the midnight air.

dressed in black, adorned with flowers in our hair.

she breathed into me,

"stay so still, everything fades way too fast."

so we held our breath 

as may turned to june

and we dipped our toes in your pool,

but fall always comes too soon.

you looked so tan and careless

on our way down to horn pond.

but i got so stoned and forgot to ask you

"what's it like to be in love?"

a couple years pass

and i find out for myself

that love is just a fleeting thing.

only kept around by a wedding ring.

but i still trust my heart with you.

"you make the sad parts 

seem less blue."

I whispered to you

that last time you got too close.

and you told me, 

"you will always have me,

and when i die, i'll be your ghost."