Monday, July 28, 2014


The first time I saw her, everything went quiet.

I knew I had to talk to her.

She loved it.

Some mornings I start kissing her goodbye, she just leaves.

When she said she loved me, her mouth was a straight line.

She told me she shouldn't have let me get so attached to her 

She can run away from this and I just can't. I can't go out and find someone new because I always think of her.

Usually when I'm obsessed over things, I see germs sneaking into my skin. 

 I leave the door unlocked. I leave the lights on.

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