Downhill, by Yash Bapat

Yash Bapat

Downhill

I took you to the hillside up those winding roads

I took you the far side of the snow

We went across the melting ice, skating on truth and lies

Emptied a bottle on the rocks and I put in a note

And it said that when the cold winds stop

And the birds circle the clouds

When the snow will thaw,

My words stuck in your craw

That’s when I’ll come back around

I’ll take pictures aplenty by road signs

So they remind me of distance walked

I’ll leave echoes in my voice by screaming my lungs out

So I don’t forget the things we talked

I get in my car a little ways away

And I grip the steering, twist in the key

And you’re waiting for me across the street

But I just want to roll the windows down and leave

Your breath is painting words, all foggy

Your shoes are slipping, your socks all soggy

You can’t keep up with the thoughts in your noggin

We’re reduced to concepts in the wind

Hot coffee and cold stares

An avalanche imminent as sirens blares

I’m silent, scared of these violent ends

And you grip my hand, but I don’t care

I want to forget, I’m want to regret

I want a cigarette, and lingering stares

You drowned in the lake,

Staring at your own reflection

And you took with you my heart

The ghost of affection,

Utmost perfection

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Downhill

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