That shit was like a game of tag
I'd run and you'd catch me.
Like playgrounds of elementary schools our feet slapped on blacktop
That game of tag should go in the record books
23 thousand, 4 hundred, and 63 inhales
I never exhaled
This relationship is truly a game of tag and one day I am going to stop playing...
*sigh*
But for now I love you
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6 comments:
oooowwwwiiiiieeeee my heart.
those words were deep.
deeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeppppppppp.
hahahaha i HELLA hate u
but i love u tho lol
mannnn one day we will b strong enough to be the ones doing the tagging and not the running.
you're a great writer, i love this post and the one you did before it.
ur an effN talented writer!!
Thats very sweet of you guys. I get nervous of putting my work out there. Thanks for the nice words, they matter :)
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