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Kage Oct 2018
I thought I had fixed things between the two of us
but there was never anything meant to be fixed

I was the one who was broken
and I still am.

Why do I reach out towards you,
like a fish glancing up at a reflection in the water.
I reach out to touch you

Knowing that a taste of your breath
will take mine away.

and still, I continue searching
searching for your warmth
that perhaps was never meant to embrace me in the first place.

But I like imagining the ifs.

Because what if we were
What if we could.
What would you do?

I know you and I know my heart.

You would break it into a million pieces
The only thing I ask is

how small?

If they're large enough,
I'll continue piecing myself together

I'll always come up for air
wanting you to
needing you to

Break me
over
and
over
again.

— The End —