Neon bleeding through the rain

Your silhouette on Main Street still remains

1983, the summer never ends

Cassette tapes and borrowed time with friends

Nightfall, take me back again

To the moment before everything began to end

Nightfall, hold me in the glow

Of a future we were never meant to know

Tail lights fade into the dark

I keep your memory like a stolen spark

At nightfall, the moon forgets to rise,

shadows bloom where your laughter once lay.

I braid the wind with fragments of goodbyes,

whisper them into the crumbling day.

Silver thorns trace your name on my skin,

each pulse a cathedral of unraveling light.

Time drips slow where our stories begin,

bleeding violet into the mouth of night.

If dawn must come, let it shatter—

I’ll keep the shards, sharp and true.

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