Mania

apeiromania

(n.) an obsession/passion/infatuation with infinity

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The city lights reflect in her eyes

even though for her it's sunrise

World in her hand

Clouded by smoke

but through it 

he can still see her eyes

they reminded him

of wistful sights

and restless windy nights

goodbyes

honestly that he thought that

sparks couldn't burst

from someone who thinks in black and white

"look at the sky tonight"

she hoped she would

only see her eyes

"the city lights are dancing

the stars are crashing down

the smoke from your lips

is drawing them down"

his words were echoing

echoing

and she can't see past corners ahead

that have their own horror movie scene

behind closed eyes

watching closely

knowing but she refuses to see

the darkness of the night

as it crawls up through the fog

and the way which his eyes go warm

despite how cold they usually stay

he grasps her hand

but she flinches away

because they still wore

the hurt of yesterday

but it never really leaves her

the feeling has crawled beneath her skin

and there's no remedy

for her memory

or for the way

she realizes

that their little infinity

is quickly shrinking.

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