Sour patch.

on

Dinner for two…

Across from me,

Sat me?…

You feel like home.

You feel like distance

You make me see

Without knowing 

I’m more deserving…

I’m not confused 

I don’t have questions

Except I’ve asked a person or two

“What’s it feel like?”…

When you meet “the one?”

You don’t scare me 

Instead I’d like to know what hides behind that look…

“That A face”

I like that I can crack it and make you smile

Like you can mine

Thank you for taking the time…

No more black and white. 

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