eyes shut tight, they are searching inside.
feet fidgeting, wanting to move to where you are
lungs cease breathing, its hard to remember
when i breath you in
inside.
wandering thoughts, pure and dreaming.
i cannot tell you how i feel.
and i, well, i couldn't guess if you felt the same.
nothing can really change.
my fingers play this game
where they pretend to hold yours.
you're the first one that i considered real,
and i don't want to leave until i know for sure.
Sunday, February 15
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