We Can Buy Our Way Into Our Own Heaven.

Throwing away everything that has been the foundation of us.
Written letters, once the most valuable possession I had.
Sometimes now I wish I could forget you and never look back. 
A drifter in my mind, you’re tattooed inside my soul.
Graceful but forgetful, overworked and underpaid.
All these flaws, I dream to be what you aspire for.
Companionship from the moments we have shared but slowly fading to being forgotten.
Planning ahead, the future can be brighter.
Two weeks notice and a pocket full of debt.
Ready to change my ways but only for your acceptance.  


tags: #creative writing #poetry #lit #english
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