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Last night I swear I thought my body was on fire
my usual cold exterior now flushed and pink exposed before you
my mouth that carries enough negativity to rot away at my teeth now pushed shut between your lips
my legs that carry me away from people
places
opportunities
now welcome you home.
It was dark outside and the lights were off but
I have never felt the room that bright.

Now
when your eyes are closed and sleeping
I'll think about your dreams
Asleep or awake I fear you have not thought of me
The idea simply fiction


I will still be envisioning and listening
Continually lusting
Continually growing
Just separately

As I untangled my way through the mess of the past
I walked into the thorny brambles of the present
Trespassing
The cuts and grazes constantly stinging
Hoping to get towards the clean cut garden of the future
My hopes deeply rooted like the flowers

I know that this world broke you
and your worries weigh heavily on your mind
so that you appear only as a small fragment of the person that you are

For this world broke me, too
and my worries weighed heavily on my mind
until you appeared
Creating this idea of potentially
combining our small broken fragments and becoming
complete
together

Some words hold more weight than others and tumble out of your mouth apologetically whilst others come out in ripples and quivers, causing shivers; a fear of lacking depth meaning disintegration within thin air before reaching your ears; this was one of my main fears.
And unfortunately for me your words hit me harder than a train with your harsh voice expanding into echoes; reliving the hit time after time, you ruined my mind.
I may have been a hit and run for you with your words packing more of a punch than your fists but at least my words stick.
They are heard by enough voices to drown out the headaches I used to endure because I am simply not that girl you knew anymore.

In your eyes I was lusting over visions of ecstasy
reaching highs better than any drug
You soul becoming luminescent and endearing, with
our thoughts and plans expanding and brightening like clusters of constellations

And when your eyes are closed and sleeping
I wonder what your dreams consist of;
our reality better than any concocted fiction
my intentions omnibenevolent and ongoing

From your mouth comes words coated in silver
symbolic and shining like asterisms of stars
the sound of your voice carrying enough energy to inspire all of my written words

I will happily sit and envision and listen
as you continually improve and evolve
Continually lusting
Continually growing








Now that things have changed 
when your eyes are closed and sleeping
I'll think about your dreams
Asleep or awake I fear you have not thought of me
The idea simply fiction


I will still be envisioning and listening
Continually lusting
Continually growing
Just separately