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Jun 2014
It's 6:00 A.M
I feel; tired
I run to the bathroom
graze my hair with my fingers
cut through all the knots
Because that's how you would've done it too.
It's 6:45 A.M
I button my pants
let the flannel shirt I wear
linger away from my body
I learned this from you.
7:00 A.M
I go make breakfast
I stir my hot up of tea
every morning is the same
I sting my mind with the thoughts of you
just as I swirl the spoon
over and over
I can't help but wonder
did you think about her then too?
7:20 A.M
I dash to the closet
and find a pair of shoes to wear
I like to un-match
because that's what you'd do.
I don't wear earphones anymore
I like to listen to the outside world
my mind has become so numb
maybe this fast paced city
will make up for the emptiness
you left me.
8:00 A.M
the train is peppered
with different faces
you can only help but wonder
do they lead the same life
I lead
I remember this thought from you.
I walk to school
It's 8:20 A.M
I light a cigarette
sip from my coffee
and think about you.
I care about you still
I care
caring
I never learned that from you.
Makenna
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Makenna  New York
(New York)   
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