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Waterproof Watches & Rooftops


Your teardrops would strike me in the face and all over my body

I remember you'd wipe me off and repeat the word "sorry"

Although I was a waterproof watch

You could dive into an ocean of emotions with me latched onto you and nearly drown me and I'd still function correctly, do it and you'll see

You'd play with me when you were unsure of your surroundings

Sometimes you'd bump into something and leave scratches on my clean cut glass

And I would let it pass because I knew that wouldn't be the last

You'd tighten me around you until I left marks then loosen me up when it got hot

You'd push my buttons and explore my different functions

I was there for you every minute of the day, whether it was 2:37pm or 4:15am

 

 

But you were tricky to get to

I would have to climb a few flight of stairs just to get to you

I'd be exhausted by then but I would still try my best to reach you

You were always tilted, unbalanced, unstable

Some of your green, rough tiles were lifted, but you managed, you were able

To still be there, way up high

I used to lay on you and read my favorite books until I fell asleep or I'd simply sit there to cry 

You wouldn't say much and I found comfort in your presence alone

But when you spoke

It was a completely different story

Every time I heard your voice I knew there was no need to worry

You were my rooftop

I'd rather be up there with you than sitting at my favorite coffee shop

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