there are 5 ways i could say i love you
but it wouldn't matter because
for every iloveyou, he says ten more .
there are 4 stitches in my heart
and when i breathe, my heart contracts, flutters, pulses
but it doesn't matter because when you sleep
you don't dream about me, you dream about him.
the 3 necklaces i gave you lay waste on your dressers
because you have his locket resting in the hollow of your collarbone.
i have only slow danced 2 times with you and those 2 experiences were
the best of my life, but you don't remember them because you've danced
hundred slow dances with him.
i've said i love you to you 1 time, but it doesn't matter because he's
said it thousand times more and
when you close your eyes
you don't see me
you see him.
[a/n]: wow look who's back w a poem. what's it been? like ten years????? enjoy nonsensical thoughts.
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Poetrybits and bobs. [sister collection of 'out of sight, out of mind'] [ © billie rose two-thousand-&-fourteen ]