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Thursday, April 9, 2015

when I met you first
you were the thing I wanted
you were too broken

a breakup is like
wanting to scratch an old itch
re-opeing a wound

should I chase after you?
what I saw in you is gone
so you're not worth it

letting him go, forever
hit me like tomorrow
he's just not there

skin touching, first time
fingers hover on iPhone
zero in on skin

when your life stops
leaves fall, change happens
resolve issues

super bright blinky poi
his arms move patterns
her eyes smile, wide