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Dec 2014
I turn through these photos of you
Like searching
For a lost number
In a phone book.
I try to seek
Every small thing
In the photo that makes you shine,

Another reason
Another reason to add
To the enormous list
Of small things you do
That make me crazy for you
Crazy for the one dimple being bigger than the other one
Crazy enough to tell you how I feel
While you're wrapped around me
In the ice cream shop
I keep pinching myself thinking
“I don't want this day to end”

Now ironically I want to speed up time
Force the minute hand to spiral
Into the abyss called my mind
Counting each day
Till I get to hold your hand
So don't slip on the ice that has separated us
These skype calls feel so different
The pixels from your smile
Makes it seem
Like distance is taking your beauty away
Every night I pray to this dreamcatcher by my bedside
Hoping for my dreams of being with you again can happen
Now.
Not soon
Not next month
I don't want to see another pixel
Hide those eyes looking at me
I’ll find a way to see you
No matter how many times
I look at my vacant wallet
I will still feel so rich with all of the love we share
I mean can your kisses buy me a train ticket
To your head on my chest
I swim through the rivers
Dance through the Highways
And hop each train track
If it lead to your heart once more
Jason Cirkovic
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Jason Cirkovic  27/M/Colorado
(27/M/Colorado)   
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