Cotton candy feeling.
Stumbling words,
And a racing heart.
Hot cheeks,
And nervus hands.
Thinking mind,
And a dreamy gaze.
Aching heart,
And clinging seconds.
All sums up to you.
Body
My body
the one I don't really like anymore
maybe I use to like her
when I was younger and no one really cared
if you had stomach fat or things that jiggled or a flat nose
I’m not really sure
What being in college even means.
Because every morning I wake up and brush my teeth,
Head to the dining hall,
My roomate and friends by my side.
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