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Crisp folds in parched papers,
light tapping on the windowsile;
I felt whole in this place once
Can you imagine?

Only time changes one's perception
And then the mind
So boggling; even deeper
Your blank stare and pouting lips
Churning emotions-
You do so well.

Eyes flicker in every direction
Scanning and searching
Why couldn't it be me?
Displayed before you-
So... eager.

Pressing your lips together
Folding, turning, and then glancing up
A quick gaze,
but I recognize nonetheless
(Stirring, churning)

Do you remember when I said,
"I want to get out of this hell!"
But I'd only regret it
Her- an evil minor detail
Just a flaw
I know
I have nothing to offer

Sighs;
Just irritatingly longing remits of exasperation
What more do you want?!
Itching thighs,
Burning insides
Not this time.

Wondering back to the topic of
Her-
inconceivably rude
Maybe I should be this Her?
A new Her; one so exquisite
You can't ignore.
You WON'T ignore.

Legs crossed now
So prompty addressed
What to do with my hands?
So free and careless
I feel the need to appologize
I suppress it.

(It is so loud in here)
I can hear the crinkling
My thoughts resinating perfectly
(Yet so loud)
(Burning)
(Exploding?)

Inching forward, then arching back
The chair gave in a bit
Squeaked to my discontent.
A smile.
I remember feeling whole with you