always you
when it is warm outside and the wind is just a constant intake of fresh air
my mind gets high from the thought of you
I want to scream so loud that I rattle the ground
I want to shake you awake just so you can feel me hit you
hurt you and take away your ability to speak
just like you have done to me
all that I know like the back of my hand is loss and grief
and you
always you
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