The linger of pink fingertips while I sip a cider-like mix of bliss and miserable existance soury sweet leap into a new resistance to the inevitable loss traces of you like blue shoelaces that you wore when we met that corner that day you say you don't remember what we said but I replay the scene in aquamarine and could recite every moment like segments of my favorite poem I know em like my own name but not quite like I know you you and that face when you placed yourself in my arms heart racing I fell harmfully in love's way like the way I sat on your floor so I could be closer to the ground you walked on and wrote about you in hopes that the page wouldn't reject the ink and think about how futile my fight is the battle to rattle your heart as much as you did mine but where to find you now I guess where I found you first where my thirsty heart drank this blissful curse immersed in you I am though with you I'm not I've got you where I want you in this heart's vacant lotBirth sign: Pisces
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