Now I Know
Dearest friend
I feel the fire fall from heaven
as the ash thickens our lungs
can't help but ask if all our tongues could quench the flame
Sweetest friend
I've seen the way you look at him
and my hymnal couldn't save me
from the riddles of my envy-ridden shame
Greatest friend
maybe you remember when
we took off on our adventure
and our thoughts never made mention of our fears
Bestest friend
I miss our dances in the open
we weren't ashamed of our own voices
we weren't afraid to let our joy drown out our tears
How I
How I loved you
Now I
Now I know
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