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In another universe, i would have you.

i brew my tea, mimicking the way my first crush once did. i immerse myself in the games my first love introduced me to, his secret language woven into my artwork.  i lie in bed, as if my ex-partner still lingers beside me. i wield chopsticks with grace, a skill honed after a humiliating date. i grant myself permission to weep, echoing the advice of my ex-best friend. i adorn my thigh with makeup, where a name remains etched upon my skin. and my name is my dearest friend's, for I refuse to relinquish his memory in the face of his untimely demise.

words linger on, haunting me . weird . nine winters, frostbitten fingers ache. black and white head, just blabbering, yet no solace escapes her lips.  at eight and seventeen, bizarre personas. hands clasped, blood drawn in secrecy. shooting stars pass , sparing no glance. allow me to seize you;  for love shall never breach. forever yearning, an eternal heart shattered. hushed whispers of poison, consume me young. an ever-growing need to comprehend.  what's amiss within me.