literature

keepsakes

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I tried but couldn't unravel
you into an unmarked box, anonymously buried
in the peripheral spaces of a closet corner

you kept peeking up around the edges
of old coats and vacuum cleaner attachments,
slipping into the pockets of a hoodie I wore once
when it rained and the warm chill of august trickled up my spine

when I reached my hand in and found a wad of crumpled paper
with scribbled scraps of notes I wrote to one day send to you
you came flooding back in; I couldn't breathe
because the air felt empty in my lungs
and I knew, then:

this is me wanting you.
it's all true except the details
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hopeburnsblue's avatar
Have totally felt this way before! Nicely written! :huggle: