Trails and tales

Trails
Of you
And me
Tell tales
Of us we yard sale
The stuff
The pieces
And junk
That reminds me
Of long ago
Way back when
I used to know you
Or at least
I thought I did
It felt like we did
Until it didn’t
Until everything
Between you and me
And of us and all that reminds me of we
Became only junk
And love sunk
In the sinking
Sad feelings
Of love drowning to the sea

I sell the remainder of our short lived love
For a measly 25¢
Cheap
Like our love
Like our love
Looking back now
It’s like our love
Cheap and free

Author: b-side junkie

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