One-way ticket

One-way ticket. My destiny.
To get lost in some unknown spot. Above or below.
Somewhere in Alaska. Likely.
But off. Eraser must erase me off in your memory.
And you out of mine.

Chaser.
I’ve been a chaser of your green eyes.
Your breath. Your beautiful smile.
Your tiny hand and most of all,
Your soul.
It was good. It was all way good. Until.
Anyway. I’m standing on the platform.
To buy a ticket to some unknown spot.
Somewhere in Alaska. Likely.
Above or below.


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