so I didn't get a last chance to remember them,
how they turn green when we're outside in the sun
or blue when you wear the shirt I bought you last
Christmas. You spilled your guts to me about all
the lies just so you could sleep better at night and
now I'm the one tossing and turning because I'm
already starting to forget which eye crinkled
when I made you laugh and which one had the
specks of gold. But the other girl gets to know.
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