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i imagine her beautiful and weary damaged in the ways that allow her to sink down into my soft places and fill the puzzle-piece gap someone else left her with. i imagine her lovely and flawed striking a match in my chest and starting a flame in my belly a forest fire of disaster and absolute perfection. i imagine her soft and destructive disassembling me at her worst caressing me at her best i imagine her lonely and strong a being built from i-don’t-give-a-damns and let-me-help-yous i imagine her there quiet and beaming imagining what i might be like. i imagine her thinking i’m the beautiful mess that i think her to be i imagine us both being wrong. i imagine that being the best part about it.
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Oct 23, 2017
Oct 23, 2017 at 1:36 AM UTC
my loneliness can hear yours calling, here is its response
i imagine her beautiful and weary damaged in the ways that allow her to sink down into my soft places and fill the puzzle-piece gap someone else left her with. i imagine her lovely and flawed striking a match in my chest and starting a flame in my belly a forest fire of disaster and absolute perfection. i imagine her soft and destructive disassembling me at her worst caressing me at her best i imagine her lonely and strong a being built from i-don’t-give-a-damns and let-me-help-yous i imagine her there quiet and beaming imagining what i might be like. i imagine her thinking i’m the beautiful mess that i think her to be i imagine us both being wrong. i imagine that being the best part about it.
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Oct 23, 2017
Oct 23, 2017 at 1:36 AM UTC
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