Keep the thoughts going
over and over
if only I had
if only I hadn’t
if only I was
if only I wasn’t
like helicopter blades
waka-waka-waka
holding you safely above
the molten lava
of your waiting, loving heart.
One more day
until you run out of gas
or hope
or sadness
until you happily
plunge into the
burning love
you secretly
ache for.
Everything’s fine
under control
as you think
and float
for one
more
day.
❣
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