I can feel myself unfurl from this fetal position
I jolt myself to the light
They said that left wouldn't be right
But I came out alright
I felt you on my finger tips
And I smelled you that one time
Believe me, they were small moments
But way back when
That's when I could call you mine
I followed you to the ends of the earth
Through fields of roses where your thorns pricked like pillows to my head
It wasn't possible for me to hurt
No
Not when I was with you
The smell faded into decomposition
The calluses that I gained from picking you roses wouldn't let me feel you the same way
My feet are sore from traveling and I can't remain by your side
I'm slipping
Farther and farther away and you don't notice
You can't notice
You won't notice
You're far too busy with your business
But I still remember your smell.
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