If I had to choose one thing,
it would be... your fingers.And how you look when you take a sip of water. Walk. Breathe.
I'd choose my own version of your smile, the one you named after me that I've only seen you crack in the dark.
If I had to choose one thing...
Umm. I couldn't.
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It Happened Tomorrow
PoetryA collection of oneliners, thoughts, poems and all sorts of gooey crap...