Send Me.

Send me that moonless night you couldn’t get through

 And the poems you wrote for her when she loved you.

 Send me that song you sang for her, each time you met

And the image of those eyes you can’t forget.

 Send me those memories you’ve wrapped in green

And the times you told her to come back, in vain.

 Send me that pillow you’d cried on when she left

And the feeling of love-lost that slowly crept.

Send me that night-star you wished upon

And the pain-stuck smile you carried along.

Send me all of those times you wanted her back

And that part of your heart, she’d hacked.

I’d take them all, set ‘em ablaze

and bury the ashes. Come with me.

 There must be someplace for two mad people.

We’ll find it.

 Come.

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