Wednesday

i just learned how to video chat.

sticky fingers in my pocket while i wipe off last nights make up
I want to feel the way you gazed at me again. I want to see you smile again.
There is nothing new for me to say so I leave it as is.

Nights will turn into days and days will turn into years.
and nothing will get done and nothing will get said. If
we are here together we minds well smile.

Don't get upset when i slam the string cheese in the door. and dont
get mad when the dog pees on the floor. i will give you all i got and more
don't leave the stoop and don't look back. My love for you is on the
kitchen floor scattered. Come and get it.

dishes are finally done.

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