twenty-four.

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under pressure.

today's sunday,
and i can't send anything.
not even a 'hey'
because i'd feel this sort
of sting.

we've been
talking for a while.
leave me on seen,
and i probably
won't mind!

eh, because
you deserve a break.
i'll let you pause
for your
dear sake.

new friends
come and go,
but i'll be here
to listen to
your woes.

topics that strike
out of the blue,
i'd feel like
every topic
starts anew.

you can talk
while you have time,
or we could walk
and take pictures
of the sky.

-

for we only have a few hours,

overthink 'til anxiety creeps in, as

u and ur smile can light up the sky

rather than your anxious mind being the one telling lies.

-l

9.16.2018

poetry! more poetry! i have exams soon! i'm screwed!

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