Monday, November 5, 2018


Darling I don’t mean to be dismissive 
I just get nervous
If it were up to me I would spend the whole night
Listening to every single one of your stories
Any little detail
Of any little story you wanted to share
I would hang onto every word
Give you every single last bit of my attention 

Watching as your mouth curls
The odd shapes it makes
As the words fall freely from your imperfect lips
Watching as you grit your teeth
A little too hard
When you’re trying to push out the difficult words
Watching as the layers of pain
Start to shed away
As you begin to let in someone new 

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