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the angle of your face
is perfect
no one can tip their head like you
the image freezes me

i run my hands through your hair
First time
It's softer than imagined
Strange human
Guilt everywhere

This isn't right
I'm not yours
Except

Except when our eyes attach and energy rebounds
Amplified, resonating to the core
I feel alive at last

Stop reading me
The exposure makes me dizzy
I hate myself
She trusted you

And what now?

If you read this, I am sorry
Close it, pretend, and
Please don't tell me

I'm okay
so are you
Just friends, okay?
I'm not yours