May 2016
i know you.*
i know how you looked at me the first time our eyes met
"what the hell does this guy want from me?"
i know you.
i know how what they called the "devil's hour" never feels like it because of your fruitless attempts to suppress your laughter when we're on the phone
i know you.
i know how happiness fills me when your fingers fill the gap in mine, or when your warmth permeates my very being.
and now i know how one letter can make *one heck of a difference
*i knew you.
i know how you looked at me the first time our eyes met
"what the hell does this guy want from me?"
i know you.
i know how what they called the "devil's hour" never feels like it because of your fruitless attempts to suppress your laughter when we're on the phone
i know you.
i know how happiness fills me when your fingers fill the gap in mine, or when your warmth permeates my very being.
and now i know how one letter can make *one heck of a difference
*i knew you.
another 3am work, i just decided to write it
(unexplored territories)
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