if you'd like
i'll stay
quietly
i'll be the corner vase
the dusty bookend
the softest kitchen knife in the drawer
you don't even have to want
you only have to
not mind
i'll glue myself to you
inconspicuously
a loose thread on your shoelace
the lint in your back left pocket
i only desire
to see your eyes glow
to bask in your passion and vivacity
and maybe absorb a small cent of it
to keep for my own
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Writing Journal
RandomBasically, this will be my daily thoughts/poems/rants mostly therapeutic for me, but hey, if anyone cares, great.