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Don't Say It Until You Mean It

the first time you said I love you was on Valentines day. On the way back to my house, on a winding street lined with pine trees You said it as a joke, and that's why I laughed the second time you said I love you was when we were on your living room floor vinyls upon vinyls with the wrapping all around us this time I just ignored it and gave a tight smile the third time you said I love you it was attached to a quick goodbye on the phone I hung up before I could react and dropped to the floor right after because how the fuck could you ever love me and not know about the planet of skeletons I have in my closest? you never seen my bad days or my worst days you don't know the way I light up and the way I fade away you don't know the voices in my head or the numbers on my arm dialing a phone home hell, you don't even know what that means you can't love me because you don't even know that I'm a planet you can't love me because you don't know that I gave up being a human a long time ago and you can never love me because you'll never understand why
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pluto
American
Published
Apr 18, 2016
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