With-in Room
Walls of four, and I on floor.
It’s been a long day, for both of us,
and we see each other from where we haven’t left.
And long will be nights; we’ll see it all twice,
from where we won’t leave...
Same place, same time, and days will change.
That will be all, for both of us.
That will be need of both of us.
That maybe very well, or will it be?
Wall on floor, and I on fours...
Who knows who’ll see?
Someday, same time, same place…
for all, it’ll be.
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Life Updates:
Everything’s been going so smoothly lately that before I could even realize it, 6 months passed. And from those months, all I remember is being in my room... I guess the poem really summarizes it all. Or does it? (Vsauce theme plays in the background 🎶)
Also btw if you’re reading this… have great day ～( ´ ▽｀～)
