Recorded

I.

I wish I knew

how to stop you

from sneaking out

of my journal to spill

into my dreams;

there’s too much

of you in my life already,

and so little of me.

II.

it seldom makes sense,

but in her ways

she is set;

she keeps a diary

of days she cannot

wait to forget.

III.

there is something

quite eerie about

a lifetime that outlasts

the life itself – a memoir.

©Aaysid

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