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[craseiachic7]

I came across this tonight, looking for something to paste onto some pictures in photoshop. How could I forget that I wrote this? How does one forget these things?

But regardless, something about it requires being said.

For You.

I want to arrive at that funny deep crease
Between your thumb and the other four fingers
and massage out any permanent folds there
So that we can start fresh
Back, far back
Inside where you were warm
Inside when you first held on
To nothing.

I want to pick out the funny spots in your eyes
and dash my own color in
the bloodshot veins
that spiral in
will surely fade
and I will reign

I want to pick up where you left off,
no matter how it tugs you
kissing the solitary funny art clubs
off of your mind
and the fantasies you’re made of
Love might just be
a free and willing lack of imagination

Although blindness is thought a disadvantage

I would have started with you.

I would have started with you.
~*~

I wonder if she would ever suppose it is about her.