it's been a year
since you sat in that
chair in the nurse's office
and dreamt of me
while I sat in sixth period
math and wished you
were by my side
(and here i am)
(leaving bruises on your neck
holding you up as you stumble down the street
kissing your face
telling you every thing
trusting you)
(and here you are)
(looking at me with your head cocked
pouring water into my ear
talking
pulling me into the stairwell
tracing my spine slowly)
it’s been a year
(and here we are)
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