I'll make you home

That flows like your words

Onto the parchment

Align all the rooms

So that they have the best view

Into the sunset

I'm building a world

From your brushstrokes

The fine lines that we weave

Are the words that

We spoke

I'll write you a poem

That will hold you up strong

When all the stars turn

And if our world burns

You won't be hurt alone

Cuz I'll be hurting too

But we

Can rewrite the story together

To one

Of those endings where

They live happily forever after

And I'd be the scene

That played out in your dreams

Of the future

I'd be the screen

That frames you

Where you're sleeping tonight

A construct so perfect

Beyond fantasy

And yet still

Truer than life

(Life) without

Anymore goodbyes

The strongest of

Structures still broken

I've seen

The surest lines written fall senselessly

And never spoken loud

I need to hear your voice

I need to escape from the cold inside my mind

Clipping straight through through the noise

The pieces tumble as I race far behind you

Now here we stand

In the rubble of plans

Left forsaken

The embers still glowing

Like memories slow faded

Time has taken away

But I

Can build you a new world

From brushstrokes

The fine

Lines that I weave are the

Words that we spoke

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