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when i think about you now it's mostly physical i struggle to remember conversations we might have had, when you complained about your job i would reassure you you made jokes repeatedly yet i never found you funny you would teach me about the constellations but not in a romantic way more a 'why don't you know this already, are you dumb?' way you never spoke about how you found your brother's body when you were younger, you never asked how it felt to lose a mother it was through knowing you that i now understand comfortable silence today i live two streets down from you i'm older and i wonder if you'd recognise me now that i'm as broken as you were
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Jan 14, 2015
Jan 14, 2015 at 6:55 PM UTC
******* a teacher
when i think about you now it's mostly physical i struggle to remember conversations we might have had, when you complained about your job i would reassure you you made jokes repeatedly yet i never found you funny you would teach me about the constellations but not in a romantic way more a 'why don't you know this already, are you dumb?' way you never spoke about how you found your brother's body when you were younger, you never asked how it felt to lose a mother it was through knowing you that i now understand comfortable silence today i live two streets down from you i'm older and i wonder if you'd recognise me now that i'm as broken as you were
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Jan 14, 2015
Jan 14, 2015 at 6:55 PM UTC
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