i sent you something for your birthday and i pray that it gets lost in the mail, and you never see, touch, understand all the little things i needed you to know.
i forgot for a moment that we are no longer the same people.
to you i am everything you find unattractive, to me you are a nervous twitch, black coffee at noon, bruised legs.
well HA HA i am the horrible one for losing a sense of self, and needing to find it
in all of this, where the fuck did YOU go?
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a wish for every lash and limb
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