you stood on the corner a little sliver of me a little piece of the trees there was sunshine and you were the whole of my heart disappearing into the slant of sunlight where I couldn’t see you. I craned my neck, looking back for you. And you didn’t notice but as I turned my back to…
When the warm hours rust over and slowly turn to the steely sounds of rushing and of cold and water droplets leaking from dusty pipes I will remember the nights we sat on my old apartment floor reminiscing and pressing our toes together to show that we understood. I will remember the beach and the…
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