to: the boy with the chrome eyes
loving you was always much harder than it was supposed to be.
*last night we haunted the town at a quarter to midnight. there were fireflies in your hair and kisses on your breath. i told you i love october air; everything seems to have so much more purpose.
it's just air, you said.
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i don't think you ever understood me.
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For some reason this poem really struck me, if only because I love how the last line tied everything together. That line might not have been meant to be funny, but it made me laugh anyway because it was unexpected, even though it makes so much sense. The only criticism I have is that "kisse" should be "kisses," but that's obviously just a typo. Love your poems ^_^
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