Monday, April 30, 2018

We're Not The Same

You may be different from me.

We may not see eye to eye.

But you unravel the fuck out of me.

The color of your skin.

Your cologne.

Your cool, calm patient facade,

Your silent sighs amongst your footsteps.

I love you.

stay with me.

I’ll keep you safe.

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