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"Where is this going?" you ask me, breathless I know you are inquiring about the next 5 minutes but I cannot help but consider the next 5 years as I spill out words that affirm the next move you have been patiently waiting to play for months and the word friend flashes in neon lights behind my eyelids as I think about your arm around my waist in the bar just a few hours before and your mouth pressed to my head aggressively whispering "Stop." on the way home when the heat in my chest started to build after looking at your phone "We'll talk about this later," you tell me definitively and so in the cold December air you tell me that I deserve better and that you do not deserve my suppressed tears that might freeze if they fell As you turn on the lights so you can see what you're doing I lie in your bed now knowing what it is like to be in a relationship (but please don't use that word)
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Dec 14, 2014
Dec 14, 2014 at 6:18 PM UTC
Private Displays of Affection
"Where is this going?" you ask me, breathless I know you are inquiring about the next 5 minutes but I cannot help but consider the next 5 years as I spill out words that affirm the next move you have been patiently waiting to play for months and the word friend flashes in neon lights behind my eyelids as I think about your arm around my waist in the bar just a few hours before and your mouth pressed to my head aggressively whispering "Stop." on the way home when the heat in my chest started to build after looking at your phone "We'll talk about this later," you tell me definitively and so in the cold December air you tell me that I deserve better and that you do not deserve my suppressed tears that might freeze if they fell As you turn on the lights so you can see what you're doing I lie in your bed now knowing what it is like to be in a relationship (but please don't use that word)
elizabeth2014
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Dec 14, 2014
Dec 14, 2014 at 6:18 PM UTC
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