love, j 》nomin

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dear you,

I'm an excellent pretender, did you know that?

there's no one better than me at acting like nothing bothers me,

like I didn't think of you night and day,

like I didn't wish you thought of me too,

like I could breathe fine and think coherent when your hand would hesitate against mine.

I bet you didn't see it. I'm glad you couldn't read my mind.

you'd know how my hand just wanted to take yours,

how my arms itched to be around you,

how my eyes were stuck to you,

how I cursed myself for being so pathetic, so afraid.

pretending there was nothing wrong.

love, j