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Keeping Cursive Art You've Drawn

I know it is a selfish thing to say:
"Please stay," and so I won't, but I will think
Those words as I am watching you today;
You leave no trace except what's in the sink.
So gone away and back again and gone
For good this time, but never gone in mind;
For here the traces of the art you've drawn
Are bright, emblazoned bold and cursive signed.
T'was nice to have a link between the me
That was and me that is - that's selfish too,
But this gray city drains me up, you see,
And you shut up the leaks like strength'ning glue.
Goodbye, my friend; I know I'll see you soon,
'Til then, I'll stay inside this jarring tune.

Bojack Horseman Makes Me Feel Things

A Collapse of Meaning