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i wrote your name on my wrist
       like some kind of lovesick schoolgirl

i guess i’d just hoped...
     if we weren’t so far apart
  if heartbeats carried through the air like soundwaves

    maybe you would notice that every shuddering breath was for you

the way i smile when no one is looking
         how it’s always you on my mind when i can’t sleep

but dreams are like icicles -
     when you hold on too tight they melt
  (and then trickle down cheeks in the form of tear-drops)

      who was that girl with you tonight?
             she is stunning
    just like the girl i always imagined you with except...

            she isn’t me.


forget it.

love is just another word for weakness,
             and i have to live up to my claims of being strong.