Pasta and Glue
Poets Unlimited
Published in
1 min readAug 11, 2019

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if only it were that easy to get out of your head

I’ve spent so many nights alone on my bike
and now I get to spend some
with you

I’ve stared at the ocean for so many hours
and now I can stare at it
with you

I’ve washed each armpit around 10,000 times,
but never quite as good
as you

no number of people was ever enough
and now it’s enough just being
with you

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