Short Poems

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No, I have not experienced love.
I don't understand what is feels like to drown,
to be so consumed in someone that you lose yourself,
to think of life as a plural person,
to spend time thinking about everything I love about someone,
to pick up little habits of theirs, like how they pick apart their sandwich before they eat it, or how they dance in the living room when their parents aren't home, and know that they are doing and thinking the same thing.
I have no clue what that feels like, but I do know what it's like to feel that alone.