Legends
living next door to you.
All the things paper-thin and paper-frail now,
and all the people were too.
When we see each other face-to-face?
See into my cracks, and I'll see into yours.
All I knew is the little town was paper, but the memories were not.
I'll never be one of your friends.
I'll take your hand to turn into legends.
It is so hard to leave — till you leave it,
and you know it's never over, unless you really want it to be.
I thought I knew, that nothing ever happens
like you imagine it will.
I was running up just to see you up close, but from a distance I mean.
Isn't it also that on some fundamental level -
it always rains in my room?
I already know so many last words,
but I will never know yours.
I'll never be one of your friends.
I'll take your hand to turn into legends.
It is so hard to leave — til you leave it,
and you know it's never over, unless you really want it to be.
I hope, that you might remember
where you left me that night in November.
All my friends said we'll get back together,
and as long as we don't die - you're gonna stay with me forever.
I thought I knew, that nothing ever happens like you imagine it will.
I was running up just to see you up close, but from a distance I mean.
Isn't it also that on some fundamental level -
it always rains in my room?
One day I'll look back down and I'll see, that you floated away, too.
At some point we all look up and realize -
we are lost in a maze.
You will go to the paper towns,
and you will never come back.
Lost in a labyrinth,
and they say, that you can't live with the idea,
that someone might leave,
but I have to assume I'm a slut like the time.
I just screw everything.
I'll never be one of your friends.
I'll take your hand to turn into legends.
It is so hard to leave — til you leave it,
and you know it's never over, unless you really want it to be.
I hope that you might remember
where you left me that night in November.
All my friends said you'll call to say sorry,
and as long as we don't die - it'll be the hell of a story.
It was nice - in the dark and the quiet and your eyes looking back at me.
You love all these suburban mysteries.
I picked you and then you picked me back in your room.
I know from your point it's better to erase this history.
I'm just wondering how do you stop being terrified
of getting left behind.
You can never love someone as much as you miss them,
and the cure isn't time.
The marks humans leave are too often become the scars.
I thought you hung the moon.
I fell in love the way you fall asleep, and I fell in love with you.
Both of us know, that the world isn't a wish-granting factory.
It's not a secret at all.
You gave me a forever within the numbered days, and I'll count up the centuries.
It'll always end in the fall.
And the summer rain hurts, and it's gonna be worst time of the year, when it comes again.
I just live for the hope, that this road isn't slope, cause otherwise it's lifelong burning pain.
Sometimes you left alone outnumbered, you lose a battle, but mischief always wins the war.
You're out with the cool guy's achievements and their huge opinions, and I'm there sleeping on the floor.
You got close to my wounds, you just pull off the Band-Aid, and it immediately hurts.
I don't know, if you're there going down the stairs to her,
while I'm hopelessly devoted to you.
I followed your footsteps, we came to the place next to my med school.
It's very beautiful over there.
I'm afraid, that the summer had shown you I was drizzle and she was a hurricane.
When you look at my room, you see girl who loves books,
but she was a little bit cruel.
Don't you think one person's crazy is another person's sane?
No, I'm not the right one for you.
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