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i just wanted you to hold me

i needed a way out

so i called you

i had to fill myself back up with something that wasn't vile

and i still can't figure out why i thought you could do that for me

39 minutes of small talk

filled with repeated "how are you?'s" for lack of better conversation

39 minutes of small windows of silence hoping you could carry me with your words

 

instead all i got was 39 minutes of disappointment

once i realized that i had become more empty than before i dialed your number

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marissa-christie
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Oct 1, 2013
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