Nana

We were close 
There was love 
I thought your world was beautiful 

But I was the troublesome teen
& it fell apart around then 
Why would she have to tell her 

Warmth leaves like light 
and she doesn't look me in the eyes 
when she says she's afraid of me 

And then I left for school 
then for even further away 
And when I came back she had forgotten 
But still I wondered 
if she remembered
That she was afraid 
That I'd disgraced her 
And let it build from there 
It felt this way 
And I let it build from there 

The day she goes comes 
I'm flying home 
Get there, see her eyes 
For the first time 
Eyes like mine 
She jolts and we lock 
Remembering 
Forgiven forgive 
So there she says 
If you can't be good, be careful. 

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