You’re her darkest summer tan ,
You’re the vacant seat beside her in the holiday van .
On a sunny day , you’re the nostalgia in the breeze ,
you’re the crease ,
the iron can’t straighten .
you’re the weight in an empty mind ,
You’re the repeat in the rewind.

the white in the colour she wears,
The name on the page she tears ,
The presence in every absence ,
The stain that was always meant to rinse .
You’re the whole in those broken parts ,
You’re the mirror Image to those floating hearts .


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