Monday, November 21, 2016

the next day

the next day
I woke up by myself
made myself some diluted coffee
and took a walk along Tremont street
hoping to catch you wandering,
with the aim of seeing me,
while wandering aimlessly





the night before
you kissed me more aggressively than I'd ever been kissed
like you were afraid if you didn't hold on tight
I would fall out from underneath you


and today I saw you
and I don't believe that we did what we did
because I doubt my consciousness when good things happen to me

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