do you think when we sleep
our mind’s go “fuck geography,”
if i can create stories, why can’t
i create yours? its like i’m a poet
or something and you’re a blank
page waiting, its like we are two
ghosts haunting the same house,
but i don’t have that kind of strength,
to slide into folded arms, but hey,
this is as close as i can get, and
if you’re wondering if this is about
you, then it probably is.
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involutus said:
I actually really love you. for real.
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