August 16, 2013: C G A

and i fell hard for your story,
and the way you wrote to me,
the way you read behind closed doors,
how you never thought to say sorry.


and i loved you ’cause keeping secrets
was my favorite thing to do,
i’m proud of how long i hold on to things,
oh, you knew that it’d be you.


so you play on your piano
just to drown out my dying heart
and oh, you are finally prayin’ to god
to find a way to live apart
from anything that’s real
from anything that’s dark
oh, you are finally prayin’ to god
to set yourself apart.

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