poem 2 : Ours

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ours.

i miss you.
like i would always say,
and you knew that.
i love you.
but you don't,
feel the same way. like
why can't we be them.
but
i
know you see
that i still want you.
all
day and all the
time.
i
wish i could peep
on you. but i know i don't mean shit.
- athena ruiz

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