?love?
lack there of
some sort of something mixed with
likeness/physicality/friendship
add a trip to italy,
the roman underground
the florence cathedral at night...

(bake at 360 degrees)

... relationship...

i lay awak in a roman night,
hearing trucks and cars below my window
... i can do this ...
... this is right...

rapped with cold air brought by the subway
seems to twist and entangle itself among our limbs
"you're awesome"
he whispered
or shouted
among the rumblings of underground giants
and i smiled 'cause
i knew he meant it...

... but now we're back in jersey ...

i lay awake in my dorm room
as spring begins to lace itself through winter nights
and i say
... this is not where i should be ...

and as we stood on the stoop of trask,
rain drizzles and my hair frizzed
and i'm cold 'cause this jakcet just isn't cutting it
"you should tell me when you go out"
and i didn't smile
'cause i knew he meant it,
when all i wanted to do was

......................................................................................... run

l
o
v
e

or

something

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s
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