i'm still ordinary like you wanted except it's my version of it. there's still a few things left for the two of us buried between my shoulder blades that i saved for situations such as this. shall i indulge in the agonizing weight of never truly being seen by you or save it for special occasions? it couldn't have been that miserable. ditch reflections. it's only going to prove my fears are flesh. let's learn to stand one another. It'll work eventually. together is the new alone and bad is the new good so let's keep up with the shitty trends.
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Francis Forever
Poesía¥poems and writings by me for the oversharers, over thinkers, and hopeless romantics. 🎞oh write, honey, and i'll read for hours- cleo title from mitski song: Francis Forever
