it seems far too much to ask
that is-
for your hand to hold
my eyes are red and weary
my skin is seemingly permanently cold
when i look at you, i cannot help but to see
warm days ahead, oceans upon oceans of possibilities
most of which are heartbreakingly, painstakingly-
unlikely
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a/n: let's pretend heartbreakingly is a word for a sec ok? ok
thinking of unpublishing idk i am so emotionally clogged & i'm finding it so difficult to translate my feelings into poetry as of late
we'll see i guess. i hope everyone (i don't know who 'everyone' is since no one is reading this lol) has a great week
