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Plain Noodles


What did I say?
 
did I mean it that way?
 
 I'm forgetting something 
 
tell me please 
 
before I start remembering
 
The pain to me is numbing 
 
and I didn't mind forgetting
 
 but the memories are bringing back
 
 the reasons for forgetting 
 
even though I said that I'd forgive 
 
but never would forget
 
 your face is finally melting 
 
and when I see it hurts me
 
 I am tired of letting pain 
 
be the reason I allow these things 
 
I want to remember dearly
 
 even though it strains away
 
 the water to the noodles 
 
let them cool and add the seasoning 
 
and sauces for better taste 
 
wouldn't want them bland 
 
sometimes I eat plain noodles
 
 to remind me who I am
 
 why should they be flavored?
 
 what does it really change?
 
 they take the same route anyway
 
 there isn't much to fix
 
 and I'm forgetting once again
 
 what was I saying next?
 
I guess I'll start again and see
 
 if I remember this 
 
what did I say?
 
 did I mean it that way?
 
 I'm starting to regret
 
 not that I didn't have my doubts
 
 or pains or frowns 
 
or some regrets 
 
but I don't want a revenge
 
 or a reason to relapse upon 
 
the fact that I'm brand new at dawn 
 
forget what you did yesterday 
 
and let my life keep moving on 
 
beside you anyway
 
I hold your hand through everything
 
I kept you out of trouble
 
 made you smile 
 
made your fears all melt away 
 
but so did I 
 
just like the butter on the noodles
 
wait until the water boils 
 
don't forget to stir 
 
so they don't stick to the pot
 
 when the metals hot 
 
that makes the noodles burn 
 
am I stuck to the bottom? 
 
I don't think that you've stirred 
 
not like it matters 
 
the popcorn is on the fridge
 
or we can go without food like yesterday
 
 I guess it's time for bed
 
I'll lay down 
 
I'm your pillow right?
 
turn off the light and join me 
 
just let me sleep tonight 
 
when you stay up late it is haunting 
 
when I stay up late remembering 
 
the movies you were watching
 
 and the laugh you had at 5am 
 
we have school in 3 hours
 
 I yelled at you to turn it off 
 
then I get up to shower 
 
sometimes the water won't heat up 
 
and sometimes we don't have power
 
 I remember when they shut it off 
 
but you still don't remember
 
That I was there
 
Plain noodles
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