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Sep 2019
let me

i want to be

me and you

so
stay the heck
here
and stop making me be afraid
that with every day that goes
you go as well.

i only want to trace itineraries on your forehead
and lose my dreams in your arms
and exhale wishes on the steamy window of your car
and cry green tears tasting of gin and tonic
which you will hold in the palms of your hands
and when you have no more room
you will hide them in jars
in the room at the back where there's always cold
because the heater doesn't work

i can't be like this if you are not here
and my cheeks tremble only when i feel your presence in the room

if you need the certainty
that i will be here when you come back
well then,
just so you know,
i will be
waiting
everyday
at our place
especially at 9.36am
and i will think about
how lovely would have been for you to kiss me then
but i will smile because
you were so
happy
that you didn't know what to do

stay here
don't make me ask you
again
I have written this years ago and have just re-discovered it... Funny how you learn from your old self.
Andra
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Andra  26/F/UK
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