Rhi Miles - Twenty-Three

I could use my words again
But I'm tired of thinking
I'm tired of speaking

I could weigh my worth against
This impossible task
Of figuring out where we stand

This all feels too close to home
Don't let me trick myself into thinking I'm alone
Pick up the phone

I never had the chance to stand the tests of time
Or learn how, and I miss it
And all the friends that flew away
I never learnt that some people stay
And I'm still hurting

Early morning fireplace
I'm writing a poem
No-one else is awake yet

Feeling weary, nothing of note
Picking actions and words
What would I regret at fifty years old

A friend came by, we had a great time
Didn't know he was coming 'til he was here
Just like we used to do, you and I

I never meant to idolise
The year we spent idly wasting time
In a friends forever frame of mind
Browsing guitars and dreams
It's not the same at twenty-three
And I'm still hurting

The only language I really know
Is the pain and anguish of letting go
After a while you stop taking hold
Act like a kid, do as you're told
Let it out, let it in

A childhood of airports, inevitable endings
I look for replacements in seasons and weddings
I just assume, I just assume, I just assume we're done
As if that's easier

I still regret at the age of five
Moving house, not letting myself cry
Told myself what's one more goodbye
They're just gonna think you're weak
I'm still the same at twenty-three

Written by:
Rhianna Miles

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