dear [ ]:
i have been losing sleep
wanting to be someone
who is worth the risk.
so sweet, not always so
delicate like blue paper
not so unclear.
i have been distracted.
my fists ache without
thought my knees are
unsure of their place in
your space and i am
trying to open.
i have been losing sleep
it burrows into the abyss
of the morning hours
between four and thirty
and wondering about you
feeling my heart beat.
i have been losing [ ].
love, JANEisnotplain 6.12
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