i think of you
and my veins feel
heavier. i think of
you,
and i want to write
about how bluer the skies
are since i knew you, but
then i had known you since
i was born, literally.
so i scratch that out.
maybe it's the silence
between us. we just smile.
and it's somfortable silence,
and i think of how i had never
felt that way since.
how i always try too hard.
so we are friends, and i
think that must be fate because
i could know half the billions
on the earth but never known
someone like you existed.
thinking of you is like
taking medicine.
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line 13 "somfortable?"
yeah, i know what you meant.
just a heads up thats all.
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