I lose my mind
and think of how I'd like to
rip my eyelashes out
when i think
of you
one by one
this is not enough.
I think of how you'd touch me
again and again
and send those familiar shivers
down my spine
and up again
and I wish I didn't think all your imperfections
are what make you so fucking perfect.
And I think of how I'd like to sit
in the rain
and soak through to the bone
and smile as the world falls from the sky.















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