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Click herelook across the table
don’t put down the phone
don’t fall in love
just consider the reason
I talk to you, a stranger with eyes,
a brain and lungs
who sees my desire, hears her breathing
purred through coffee steam,
knows the curl of her lips
out loud speaking thoughts,
-distance concepts-
I miss you so much baby, and those nights after poetry circle.... don't tell me that was 16 years ago? How is that fucking possible? I still think of you every fucking day.
I feel like this is a note
not quite threat or warning
more of an alert-
written and folded
past up two rows
third period english class
damn what were you like in
3rd period English class?