15 was such an inconvenient time
to fall in love, to fall apart.
because id still remember you to the point id suffocate
because my heart its just so full of you
that i doubt it when i call it mine.
is there no way youre out of my heart, my mind
bcz every room ive been to always felt empty
and then i remember when calla quin said,
'nothing makes a room emptier
than wanting someone in it'
and every empty seat next to me
i imagine you sitting on those seats
im so afraid ill love u forever
but never be in the same room as you.
memories, theyre such a cruel punishment
because i keep on remembering you
-abiloism
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