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i watched you sitting with some friends today,
and i tried hard not to think about
your long fingers and curly black hair.

i realised
that all the poets i love
have lied to me

you are not a delicate eyelash
to be brushed off my cheek,
or a runaway train that is stuck
on my track.
i have loved you deeply,
and for too long
and all that love has resonated
inside of my lungs
and has burrowed through
to attach itself to my spine.

after seven months,
i got the nerve to speak to you again.
it was awkward,
and i laughed too loudly
and it made me think about how
you said you loved my laugh so hard
that you would rather go blind
than not hear it again
and then i realized that you too,
are a liar.

i told you twenty-three of my secrets,
i buried them all over your body during our time together.
i hate my thighs is nestled in the crook
of your elbow and,
you make me sad sometimes
found a home at the back of your knee,
where i have placed kisses
too often

i kept the twenty-fourth secret
for new years,
but i never got to bury it inside your mouth
because you decided to leave
my laugh and me
behind
and instead i spent new years
setting myself on
fire

it is august now
and my heart is aching for you,
weeping silent tears of forgiveness and hope,
i can hear your laugh in my pillow
and i can feel your smile
in the empty of my room
and all i can do
is miss you.



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