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Feb 2014
In school they taught me what made up an atom,
But they never taught me me how it would feel to be in love with every single one of yours,
They taught me the times tables,
But they never taught me how I would never get tired of your lips no matter how many times we kissed,
They taught me how to differentiate an animal cell from a plant cell,
But they never taught me how to get the image of us out of my head,
I learned English,
But you spoke in the language of touch instead,
I read Shakespeare,
But you taught me that being fingered in the middle of a park could be just as romantic,
In biology I learned about the respiratory and the circulatory system,
But the rhythm of your breath would never match my heartbeat,
The teachers told me I could write poetry,
That maybe someday I'd live to be something,
But little did they know I only knew how to write you inbetween lines of loneliness,
Only knew how to restrict your soul to 26 letters,
26 letters that couldn't make you stay,
In school I learned the miracle of the skin healing itself,
But you taught me that the scars on my wrists weren't a miracle, weren't beautiful, weren't meant to be touched or caressed,
Inbetween these things you taught me how to live,
But I never learned how to forget being in love with you
Written by
Natalie Betancourt
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