“You like him”
“No, I don’t”
“Yes you do”
“What are you talking about”
“Have you seen the way, your eyes look at him”
“No”
“Have you seen the way your cheeks flush”
“No”
“You like him”
“Well… maybe”
Well… maybe
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Memories and solid things
If I could weave the memories of you in a giant blanket
The night sky would appear
Or maybe the streets of that one city in Central America
The unspoken words caught in a language barrier
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Crush
Sometimes it's hard to write poetry
It's almost like the words get stuck
in the folds of my mind before they reach the paper
Or maybe I just can't describe
memory
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