I Could Open

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You looked at me for a long long second and I saw you, and I used to see you, and sometimes I see you in my sleep and when I wake up I find my collarbone with my fingers and it feels like I could open massively there. And my handwriting falls over. And I smell you in the shower until it dies.

~From littleworries

May 3, 2013 Art No Comments