I met you at a time when I felt lost
and all the physical pain
collided with my emotional state.
You were the last person in the room
to approach me, and the first to notice.
I told you a story about how lovers
were stuck between all the worlds
they created and you rolled your eyes at
me. Oh, God, you said, another poet.
I’ve never met another one, I said.
Don’t fall in love with him I told myself.
Although I knew I would be the first
to fall for your dark eyes before you
even noticed mine. They were
as dark as my thoughts. You’ll
break my heart and I’ll lose count
of all the ways you want to love me
and other stupid thoughts kept
pestering my brain. shutthefuckup my brain.
I just want to get over someone
so badly, you said.
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