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last week i sat next to her and picked the grass from its soft muddy roots and twisted the strands between my fingers while looking down and up and down and up. making sure to look up with a smile. the corners of my mouth weighed 100lbs. and her eyes looked back with regretful honesty that pierced my heart to the deepest of its core. there is an appreciation for this honesty. its too bad. its too bad. its too bad. lifting 100lbs is always hard but shows your strength. she held my hand and brought it to her lips. and like a 3rd grade love note said "i really like you." and with that a blanket of needles was placed upon my naked skin. my skin was so hungry, and with its pangs, it gladly took the little pokes.. then i realized, as i looked back and saw the thousands of holes, that they are just the beginning of a thick , dangerous blanket. i had to remind myself, i was just as happy before i met you. im not going to get attatched.
this morning, i woke up in a bed that wasnt mine. im sorry, i said to myself. im attracted to chaos.
this morning, i woke up in a bed that wasnt mine. im sorry, i said to myself. im attracted to chaos.