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i saw you i saw you before you saw me, bright red hair cut short (it looked better long, but then i was your best friend and hurting your feelings was this taboo) grey sweatshirt on. i saw you in the coolidge corner lights and i remembered why i love loved you. you weren’t beautiful, you weren’t special. your face wasn’t-- um, correct? it doesn’t piece together but you, you, at five foot something under five, you stand out like a sore thumb, screaming “lovemelovemeloveme” like ****** ****** and i listen. and ********* i love you-- i loved you like i keep secrets, storing them away for a rainy day when i’m bored and want to play and i love you like i regret losing a friend because of those rainy days, pain prickling at my heart, my eyes so that when it’s sunny, i have my own personal rain shower. so when i saw you, when i saw you, all bright and broken in the streetlights, i turned my face, bracing my heart because you always make it break. but jesus christ, you always manage to see me, too.
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Jul 13, 2015
Jul 13, 2015 at 8:25 PM UTC
i saw you
i saw you i saw you before you saw me, bright red hair cut short (it looked better long, but then i was your best friend and hurting your feelings was this taboo) grey sweatshirt on. i saw you in the coolidge corner lights and i remembered why i love loved you. you weren’t beautiful, you weren’t special. your face wasn’t-- um, correct? it doesn’t piece together but you, you, at five foot something under five, you stand out like a sore thumb, screaming “lovemelovemeloveme” like ****** ****** and i listen. and ********* i love you-- i loved you like i keep secrets, storing them away for a rainy day when i’m bored and want to play and i love you like i regret losing a friend because of those rainy days, pain prickling at my heart, my eyes so that when it’s sunny, i have my own personal rain shower. so when i saw you, when i saw you, all bright and broken in the streetlights, i turned my face, bracing my heart because you always make it break. but jesus christ, you always manage to see me, too.
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Jul 13, 2015
Jul 13, 2015 at 8:25 PM UTC
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