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Hey you-

(a Gemini, first love type sadness) You are the boy from a year ago that does weird things to my heart. It doesn’t speed up it slows down. Im pretty sure my pupils get smaller rather then dilating like they’re supposed to when you see someone you love. Some how you make me, the type of girl who loves to be loved and likes to be the biggest elephant in the room, want to be so small you could put me in your palm. And with a brain that never stops you are the exception because I always pause when I see your name. Or imagine your lips. They are great lips. It’s weird because I’ve never held on to anything. I can move on. When I leave I know there will be something to keep me company, no matter where I am. But I’ve never wanted anything more then to be in your pocket like a token that keeps you safe. And you don’t even have to know I’m there. Maybe that’s love.

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NY

I’m going to miss 2015 Because it’s a little bubble Soapy That laid in my fingers for 2 seconds I saw my pearly reflection  And space inside that had no weight Nothing but particles And it popped

Little oxygens and hydrogens fly Out off that quiet limbo And lift And fall And I can’t see my eyes And my finger tips are empty

                                                                  January 1st 2016

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This Is The Softest Kind of Sadness

On a november 23rd One particle of fog Lingers, then lifts After the others ; Somehow the heaviest Fog piece that ever was