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Annie

By Julie O'Hara - Author, Poet and Spiritual WarriorPublished 4 months ago 3 min read
artwork by Julia O'Hara

Verse 1

Annie packed a summer dress in January snow

Left a note beside the coffee ring, “I’ve got to go”

Two lunchboxes on the counter, porch light humming low

We watched her taillights turn the street to silver, then to ghost

Verse 2

He was half her years and all her wind on Friday nights

A boy with August on his face and borrowed city lights

Tattoo carves a lighthouse where his shoulder meets his sleeve

She called it fate, we called it leaving, she called it “I can breathe”

Pre-Chorus

She said, “Don’t make me the villain of a story you don’t know”

And every question we could ask was drowning in her no

Chorus

Annie don’t say sorry, Annie don’t look back

She says the past is just a suitcase that she’ll never pack

Annie calls it destiny, Annie calls it truth

Never mind the empty chairs and photographs of youth

She paints her freedom on a wall she didn’t have to break

And every shattered picture frame is someone else’s ache

Annie don’t say sorry, Annie never takes the weight

Verse 3

Dad learned how to braid a braid with trembling, clumsy hands

Science fairs and sideline chairs with one less in the stands

Birthday candles leaned toward a door that wouldn’t move

We wrapped our wishes in the smoke and tried to call it proof

Verse 4

Annie’s smiling through a filter, brownstone balcony

Captions say, “You’ll never fly if you refuse to leave”

Comments flood with hearts and flames—she calls it being brave

We learned how to hold our breath beneath the tidal wave

Pre-Chorus

She said, “You’ll thank me when you’re older, love will teach you what it means”

But love we knew was pancakes, prayers, and patched-up denim seams

Chorus

Annie don’t say sorry, Annie don’t look back

She says the past is just a suitcase that she’ll never pack

Annie calls it destiny, Annie calls it truth

Never mind the empty chairs and photographs of youth

She paints her freedom on a wall she didn’t have to break

And every shattered picture frame is someone else’s ache

Annie don’t say sorry, Annie never takes the weight

Bridge

“Life is short,” she writes at midnight, “Don’t you judge my heart”

As if a vow’s a pair of wings you cut when it gets hard

“It wasn’t me, it was the years, it was the dying spark”

She names the weather for the storm and calls it modern art

Breakdown

You can leave a house and call it home inside your head

You can keep your hands clean while the floorboards burn to red

You can say you had no choice till language comes undone

But a choice that breaks a child still echoes when it’s sung

Chorus

Annie don’t say sorry, Annie don’t look back

She says the past is just a suitcase that she’ll never pack

Annie calls it destiny, Annie calls it truth

Never mind the empty chairs and photographs of youth

She paints her freedom on a wall she didn’t have to break

And every shattered picture frame is someone else’s ache

Annie don’t say sorry, Annie never takes the weight

Outro

There’s a porch light that we leave on, just in case the road

Runs out of alibis and brings her ho

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