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I am in love. But who's to say with what? I never seem to have two feet on the ground, both feet stumbling in a mad frenzy to right myself. Head over heels in the most literal metaphor. I think i am just in love with people, the way they exist in a world of their own, the way their shoulders move with each breath, the perfect little moments of humanity in every stumble every fumbled word and clumsy hands. It's beautiful. And real. I have spent so much of my life faking, and pretending to be someone perfect that maybe, what i really need, is to fall in love with something just a little bit real.
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May 14, 2019
May 14, 2019 at 11:54 AM UTC
A Little Bit
I am in love. But who's to say with what? I never seem to have two feet on the ground, both feet stumbling in a mad frenzy to right myself. Head over heels in the most literal metaphor. I think i am just in love with people, the way they exist in a world of their own, the way their shoulders move with each breath, the perfect little moments of humanity in every stumble every fumbled word and clumsy hands. It's beautiful. And real. I have spent so much of my life faking, and pretending to be someone perfect that maybe, what i really need, is to fall in love with something just a little bit real.
My first poem in about a year. reading my old ones has really been a cathartic experience... i see just how much i've grown and recovered and i am so proud of myself.
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May 14, 2019
May 14, 2019 at 11:54 AM UTC
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