Hello Skim Latte

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
I miss you....

Submitted: February 09, 2009

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Hello latte with skim milk sitting on the table by the window sill. My body aches from what the heart isn't having... I'm listening to the sad acoustic guitar play in the background in my mind while starring at little specs and marks on my insignificant ceiling. I wrote this letter for you. This pathetic little letter you will never receive, sitting on this table by the window sill. I'm cherishing every memory of you. You, as insignificant as you are, fuck as insignificant as I am, I felt like we created something. Something that is the definition of beautiful. You... find me please? I want you to find me. Sitting. Here. Wrapped in white sheets, My back baring nothing. Goosebumps down my spine, those little tingles all over my body. I want you to find me. I want to find you. Not just you, but your thoughts. Your tears. Your everything. I want you. Consistently dance with me in these white sheets like a child dancing in the rain. Caress me. Please find me for me. For you. I want to be locked, locked in that sweet little mind of yours so I can't escape. Yes the mind full of acid, beer, poetry, emotion, wishes, dreams, fears, those thoughts you came up with when sitting, high as fuck. You're biological thoughts? Or shrooms? Your thoughts of reminiscing, holding, warmth. The way you view the world the anticipation of finding what everyone else wants... Now your echoing through my dreams. Stars that shed away the bright sun. I'm lost. Come back to me... please?


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