Brutus

Take the pictures down
The ones in your mind
Take them down, as if they weren’t
Yours to be kept as a souvenier
Whitewashed
Faded
Sepia

Bullshit.

Take the times in your mind
Paint them, like I painted you
Make them heroic, beautiful
And remember I was always true.

Brutus I loved you
Love you still
Pierce me again
I love you still

I loved you always
I love you still
When my heart stops beating, I won’t die
Until
I see your eyes, locked onto mine
Until
You whisper
“Now,”
“It’s time.”

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