I started off the year with a bruise on my shoulder and the certainty that my eyes were plain old grey.
I liked to believe my sadness had grown roots somewhere above my throat, not buried itself inside of my veins.
my hands were always shaking.
I could hardly stay still.
I ended the year with clean skin and crossed blue eyes, maybe even a little green in there too.
my cheekbones ached and my veins were full of me.
my hands still shake but I'm getting better at adjusting to them and I only move at night.
I started this year with heartache and the thought that things might go my way someday.
I ended it with red cheeks and kiss marks on the back of my head.
I ended it in love. I ended it in love. I ended it in love.

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