it makes no sense not to smile
for all of you
so i do, meaning
it mostly
and gifting myself with the power of
captivating myself
to have something to rely on.
i crowned myself with the right
to feel what i want
so i don’t feel this.
ice melts but
december is soon
and i won’t because
if i did i would want
to dive 30,000 feet into the past
drag the opportunity back by force
explain to myself what i would learn “in due course”
pull you towards me by the hair
and forget all about “fair’s fair”
i admit it
i want to never have lost it
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my thing was about:
i worked for nine hours. i was only supposed to work for five. i was sick. i was walking down the driveway to an empty house.
what is THIS about?
okay! i got over mine in like an hour so. i know the feeling.
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