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…and once again. You weretrue to your word. Re-reading last night’s verseyou asked meto come forwardso you couldlay hands. The burning curseapparently affects the both of us,in equal measure. Our,time honored connection over and over againthe newnesslying there. You,have this internal voicestabbed inside me. She laughed,helpless,she said,you truly don’t understand or knowhow stuck in love’s…

I can’t—Stop. Wait. Listen to yourself. This conversation I keepin my mindevery minute,hour,and day. Love. I miss herand it aches. Stop. It’s fineI’m busysitting across from her,it’s fakethe wrong her. I listen,I don’tnot reallyI love her. I stabmy forkI want towhisperinched upsuper close. Are you listening?Of courseMy eyes cursewanderand I wonderthe girlwhere is she?Stop. She’s…

I am stuck,in love with the girl,who makes perfect sense,even if,it’s just for me. She’s the one I call all my own,I don’t know,if it is fake or real now. He said,you’re the only oneI’ve ever truly loved,which is why,I stay so silentand still inside. I’m not sure she knowshow the ache truly builds. Honestly…

Blind because from the first timewe’ve ever laid eyes,we hug,our bodies sync and link-up,as if it were that first daythat first time. Honestly,my wings have been clippedI can’t remember when I stopped flyingand started walking. The last time my mind was not consumed with herwas centuries ago. A kiss, her kiss,square on the lips,she’s the…

Time temptationEspecially whenYou’re being someone else. The ground movesfloat with mehigh above the othersyour wayhas a wayof turning meinside out. These nightscan last foreverbe my strangerthe girl who likes dressing uppretending in some exotic waythat only youcould love like thiskneeling to beg. Two nights agowe made lovepinned up against a counteroverlooking the big sky. She’s…