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And if we ever stopped Talking

And if we ever stopped talking, send me a song

And if we ever stopped talking, send me a song

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💿 If we ever stopped talking, which, obviously, you know, that isn’t the aim, but passion rarely lasts, I am afraid, but I think music can make things seem a bit more real, sometimes.
So you can just send me a song, and I will make you a mix-tape or two.
I would love to.

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I tried to let things go you know but I’m still HoldingOntoYou, and I always will…

💬 “The way I walk now
you’d have a hard time recognising me,
on these streets
where I once imagined walking with you.
Hand in hand,
like we always did,
and it never mattered where we were going
because it was all just fine.
I was always fine.
But they rest restlessly in my pockets now,
in a new town,
on these new streets,
and it’s heavy to stay standing
for my body is half the size
when you’re gone
and these buildings are tall and old and beautiful
and I wonder what secrets they hold.
How to stand so proud after so many years
because I’m still young but I feel worn
and I get through the days on too much caffeine and mood altering chemicals
to stay awake long enough to make the poetry come alive.
I fall asleep on the floor with the music still playing
when my neighbour leaves for the office
and I’m jealous.
I wonder what it’s like to go outside and know where to go,
know where you want to end up
and just simply go there.
I’ve been making lists of things I want to do,
where to go
and who to be,
now that you’re gone,
and it’s nice and all,
it’s just …
I’d rather write it with you,
and go there with you.
Be things
with you.

There were days when I stayed awake till midnight
in case you’d come back, but you didn’t,
I wear the same clothes and shower in the rain,
eat when I can and sleep when I can,
which is rare and not often,
so if you’d see me now
on these streets
where I once imagined walking with you
you’d have a hard time recognizing me.

It takes a lot to run away.”
― Charlotte Eriksson

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