i know longer trade friendship bracelets
but little pieces of my heart
for little pieces of yours
to take with me when i’m gone,
when you’ve left for something new,
because we knew this could never be
forever
and i’ve found myself with
nothing of my own heart
for it is scattered to the wind,
pieces left for safekeeping and
instead my heart is your heart
or rather pieces of all our forevers cut short
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