Old Lovers Talk About New Loves
I met an old lover yesterday
He told me I still have the same smell.
I hurt him once, he said
that’s when he started letting me go.
I told him I lost something,
I lost it and I could never have it back.
He told me, if I can remember the feeling
If I can invoke it whenever I want
What difference does it make
If I could ever have it back.
Oh, but I told him,
I usually cannot remember it and
I usually don’t want it back
But now, if I close my eyes
If I think about closing my eyes
and if I think of him
and I think of him
I feel it.
I feel wings flipping under my skin
I feel bubbles squeezing in my lungs
I feel hair pulling from the roots
I feel blood drips in my mouth.
And I could never have it back
the fence is too high
I could never jump over it.
He asked me if I was afraid I would fall.
I told him that that is another story.
He said he would have never called me
but how lovely that we spoke.
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