flowers, ribbons, and bows


I can not go quietly down this road.

How can I not scream with my ruptured heart exposed

I will miss you more than you'll ever know.

My shins will be bloody, as will my toes.

I'll shout until my teeth shatter and scrape my throat.

I can not go quietly down this road.

Until my body is bruised and my back is bowed

and I'm carried away under flowers, ribbons, and bows

I will miss you more than you'll ever know.

Ears will grow tired, and eyes will roll

I'll relive every regret until my heart implodes

I can not go quietly down this road

I'll remember the laughs, tears, and moments we glowed

When we were skin to skin, nose to nose

I will miss you more than you'll ever know.

They'll call me the fool who broke their every bone

But I'll be the heart who left no feeling unknown

I did not go quietly down that road

I missed you more than you could ever know.

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