Lost Love Story
We're connected
Like a phone call
The buzzing in my ears
Echoes through the wall
Where I press my head
When my knees finally fall
Your name is all I hear
A promise to heal all
I keep hanging up
But the whisper crawls
Up along my skin until
I answer the catcalls
You're a static sickness
A love drug from pitfalls
Of the past that's not the past
Our memory a shawl
Clinging to my shoulders
Heavy with mothballs
And still I listen closer
Through the haze of the squall
Hoping to hear more
Than the promise of downfall
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