?love?
lack there of,
some sort of something mixed with
likeness/physicality/freindship
add a trip to Italy,
the Roman underground
the Florence Cathedral at night...

... relationship ...

i lay awake 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 entagle 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 the 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 frizzes
and i'm cold 'cause this jacket 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
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or

somthing

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(not much of a cypher, a free write, i'll hit you up with something later)