
Death of friendships and of friends. (Future use in WHttEWO)
Rated: Fiction K+ - English - Angst/Hurt/Comfort - Words: 286 - Reviews: 2 - Favs: 1 - Published: 10-02-10 - Status: Complete - id: 2852535
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I'm Coming for You
Holly Jay Platt
Parrot perched on a tree limb,
Why can't I be more like you?
Can you spare some novelty?
I have one piece of a few.
Villain in my favorite comic,
Why can't I be more like you?
I need the strength to go crazy.
It's the weak ones who never do.
I wish I could be more like you.
So I'll stay stranded out in the sunshine,
Sticking to my G-rated comfort zone.
Wait for you to be true to your word,
Come back for me, take me home.
I know I'm damaged, I'd prefer not to be.
I'm still a kid. Can't you just let me bleed?
Keep your kind words and condolences.
None of that could be what I need.
So we'll sit here in the vulgar silence,
Cream cakes, white chocolate cookies, mud pies.
Memories. But now when we connect… but now-
It's like two strangers touching. Even that simple lie.
If the ice broke, could my feet scramble to touch the bottom?
Something's wrong. Something's not right.
Some part of you has slipped away from me.
Carved in my head, I'll try to see the light.
I'm only asking once. Why aren't you breathing?
So I'll stay stranded out in the sunshine,
Sticking to my G-rated comfort zone.
Wait for you to be true to your word,
Come back for me, take me home.
So I'll stay stranded out in the moonlight,
Another day, a mountain climb
Wait for you to come back to life,
Break my heart just one more time.
Please, come back.
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