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we can pretend that we're just friends
the depth of our emotions reaching just above the heart
careful not to drop any further
or our ways are bound to part

we can pretend that i'm not hoping
that your feelings are close to mine
ignore these useless butterflies
i do this every time

we can pretend that i'm not falling
deeper into your eyes
locking me in
and holding me captive
trying not to cry

we can pretend that i'm not broken
seeing you with her
but pretending only gets you so far
what's left is only hurt
Kaila
you say that we all make mistakes
your dizzy vision &
sloppy decisions
account for the kiss you never intended
to happen
you say that alcohol weakened your inhibitions
i say it weakened what we have
if you kiss her once
you might kiss her twice
i tell you more in spite
but
remember how hurtful my words can be
should they cut you?
and rip at your heart
the way you tore at mine?
moonlight dances softly between branches
marking its territory on the cold
lonely leaves
crunching beneath the soles of my feet
temporarily drowning out the sounds
of the night
placing my hand over the damp bark
breathing in its earthy scent
an innocent bat falls
from his beloved tent
cradled in my ***** palms
fur as soft as a rabbits undercoat
wings fragile
thin
together we embrace our faults
It's cold outside &
i crawl into bed
drowning myself in a sea
of blankets
my tired bones crave sleep
but my roused mind
wins the fight
with a brief taste of
an unconscious state
relentless thoughts expire
eyes grow heavy
body sinks into the mattress like
a stone in water
& in that very moment of warm safeness
I can finally breathe
without
you
I crave to know your dreams
your fears
what makes you scream?
where do you go
when you want to be alone?
what does the skin feel like
over your bones?
how do you cope
when your world feels at stake?
what can i do to
make your legs shake?
i ache to see your face
beneath the moon
i yearn to feel the thoughts you keep
inside your room
I don't even know you
but my heart must
because when I imagine your body
standing in front of me
my fingers trace your outline
and my mind
convinces me
that I know what you feel like
what a pity
that a love
so profound
so ubiquitous
in my blood
dispersed itself outside of
me
without permission from the heart
that was
its home

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