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Sep 2013
but all i could think of

when you dropped me off

was how i wanted you -

yet in the most innocent ways…

i wanted you

to wake me up with your soft groans

as you stretched out each limb.

i wanted you

to warm my always frigid body

with your ever warming grace.

i wanted you

to listen on the bad days,

and laugh on the good days.

i wanted you

to trace my skin with your fingertips,

and not hesitate near my scars. 

i wanted you

for so many reasons,

but none of them were good enough

for you to stay.
Esmé van Aerden
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Esmé van Aerden  Seattle
(Seattle)   
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