Your face is red when you think you've burned the food
and I love how guilty you look after you've had too much to drink
You feel light in my hands
and sleep comes easy
"I want to keep you"
I camaflauge in conversation
The pressure your foot left on mine is gone
and your everywere
and everyone
and so far away
I want you to be happy
no matter what that means.
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