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Dec 2014
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2:35 am
i am past the point of sleep deprivation.
all i want is you.
tears well up in my eyes then get absorbed like the oceanic tide.
i wonder how you feel.
some say “he doesn't care”
other say “he wouldn't wan to see you cry”.
what is the truth?
only you can tell me, but since that’s the case, i guess i'll never know.

2:39 am
music plays.
a subtle breeze blows past my window and i don't hear a thing.
i'm finally alone with my thoughts-
something i didn't want.
these aren't even my thoughts anymore since it's just images of the past. flashbacks of us… no words, no noise, just shattered remains of us
scooting through my mind in the early hours.

"TELL ME YOU LOVE ME BABY"

2:44 am
sometimes i can feel your lips on mine,
that's what keeps me awake at night.
the hope that i will be able to experience that again.
our last kiss wasn't an experience, though.
our lips touched but there was no spark.
well in my eyes there was-
but by that time,
yours was long gone.

"SHE COULD BE YOURS FOREVER BUT, BABY, TONIGHT YOU'RE MINE"

2:48 am
i remember the first day we met,
over eight months ago.
my feelings are the exact same- conflicted, puzzled, anxious, lustful.
nothing in particular makes me want you.
its the combination of everything.
every glimpse of who you are and what shaped you to be you
is spectacular.

"JUST LET ME KNOW WUS GOOD"

2:52 am**
a tear shimmies down my cheek onto my neck.
your lips were on my neck not too long ago.
the tickle of the tear is nothing compared to
the rough chin hair and aggressive bites
my neck had received before.
even if my neck didn't like the treatment,
i was fine with it.
i was fine with you.
Lana Leandoer
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Lana Leandoer
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