every single day


she keeps me

something about control and betting on losing teams

settles on my hands

and I almost said these are what they call heart eyes

the way I look at you

she holds me and something


but it’s not a breaking

it’s like

after the rain

when all the doors come open

and you can hear the silence shatter

I remember

sitting in a car with a ghost between us

we have pushed it all away now

she loves me

like we’ve forgotten about time

and we can cry

but we’ve never been closer

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Written 10/8/18

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This is the best thing I’ve

This is the best thing I’ve read in a long time. You are amazing. 

"It is a terrible thing to be so open. It is as if my heart put on a face and walked into the world" -- Sylvia Plath.

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Thank you :) that means a

Thank you :) that means a lot!

*tallsquirrelgirl* she feels in italics and thinks in CAPITALS ~henry james