Wednesday, May 4, 2016

Airtight Exchange (#30)

I wish I was
Strong enough to
Live in a vacuum
Then maybe I could live
Then maybe I could love
Like pure
Love like free
Because this love was fragile
Tenuous
Like a wet paper towel
It could only wipe up the mess if you set it the right way
But we got tangled up and we broke
I write this with no malice
Because it just is
Now
Out here in the air

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