maybe i should stop

these things don't just happen without a reason

but it's not healthy.

(for either of us.)

can you please get the help you need before it's too late to put you back together?

i have to stop expecting

and stop waiting

and stop and stop and stop.

however, you might tell me

i still have hope

without saying anything.

you keep turning.

so next time think before your hand finds mine

because it means a lot

when you pay attention.

those nights felt like relief that i don't ever get when i'm alone

and no one else can make me that temperature.

you're right, we shouldn't.

i'll still think of you at midnight

with my face pressed against the kitchen tiles to hear something, anything.



think before you speak

and don't forget your words

Author's Notes/Comments: 

couldn't focus on homework, so i wrote this.

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so next time think before your hand finds mine
because it means a lot
when you pay attention.

That's my favorite set of lines in this poem. That, and this:

and no one else can make me that temperature

Great, great stuff. Great.