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Carefully placed footsteps and mismatched heartbeats perfectly disguise my anxiety. Too many nights in a concrete square- setting fire to photographs and brain cells. This will not be about you leaving But rather- about me staying here. A hug in exchange for a kiss and I'm left thirsty... (what the hell went so wrong?) Made-up stories about Jack and Jill and arguing who got to wear the crown Well I - desperately - wanted to let you win. Carefully laid bed sheets mocking the warmth I felt next to you and you... (laying and lying next to me) felt like those mismatched heartbeats were too much.
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Dec 14, 2014
Dec 14, 2014 at 8:45 PM UTC
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Carefully placed footsteps and mismatched heartbeats perfectly disguise my anxiety. Too many nights in a concrete square- setting fire to photographs and brain cells. This will not be about you leaving But rather- about me staying here. A hug in exchange for a kiss and I'm left thirsty... (what the hell went so wrong?) Made-up stories about Jack and Jill and arguing who got to wear the crown Well I - desperately - wanted to let you win. Carefully laid bed sheets mocking the warmth I felt next to you and you... (laying and lying next to me) felt like those mismatched heartbeats were too much.
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hanna-elizabeth
American
Dec 14, 2014
Dec 14, 2014 at 8:45 PM UTC
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