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Apr 2016
I'm tangled up in the way
you hold my hands
and in the way
you set the oven timer.

I'm tangled in the way
you explain your favorite movies to me.
in the way
you say "Thursday",
the way
you sing along with the radio.

I'm tangled in the way
you make me feel
so full and
so loved
in one moment
and in the next,
you make me feel
unimportant and
forgotten.

I'm tangled in the
overwhelming love
I hold in my heart for you
that you
don't hold for me.
Kirsten Tomlin
Written by
Kirsten Tomlin
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