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not him.
September 30, 2016
i'm too young to know what love feels like,
to feel the rush in my chest
to feel like i'm suffocating,
to watch him slip away.
i'm too young to understand
that i want him with me,
want him to be the last thing i see,
the last thing i hear.
i want his scent on me like blood on the walls.
i want his sweaters enveloping me,
want his hands in mine and
his teeth on my lips.
but i'm too young
to know what i want,
to know what i need,
to know what i can't live without.
© Laura M., Eagan, MN
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