tell me about what infuriates you until the point that your palms shake and your jaw clenches
tell me about your everyday monotony and what you do in order to escape it
don't tell me something feeble and impermanent like your favorite color
and please don't bother telling me where you are from, instead tell me where you want to go
tell me what you laugh at uncontrollably until your sides ache, tell me everything about yourself until you've reached the very bottom of your being
i want to know what fills your coppery-brown eyes with life when you are having an off day and something was able to paint a smile across your once melancholy, sadness-drenched face
i want to know you
i want to listen to your voice as you talk until there is absolutely nothing else left to say
i want to know you so very badly it's almost destroying me
please let me know you

little girl with the green eyes and the soft skin
the one with the ruffled socks and the innocent touch
there are tears streaming down your face.
and as your eyes get puffy and your breathing intensifies
you'll ask yourself why you're even crying.
and among the men and the bar fights and the smell of your dolly friends cigarettes
you will shine the brightest. your eyes, gleaming with hope, will captivate the right man, make him drop to his knees.

and you little girl, wipe off your ***-red lipstick, put back on the cream coloured lace ******* and go back to sleep
do not grow too old too fast;
remember to play your favourite record and read your favourite book.

little girl, I've seen that face before
cover up your honey touched limbs, close your beautiful eyes, do not think of their touch
try not to think of the war raging outside.
and why let any man tangle you in his sheets?
why let any man inside you so easily?
you never felt enough, did you feel like enough, little one?

shield yourself, mask the pain
put out the cigarette, listen to the record
go back to sleep.

-fin

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My heart
Is a happy drunk
A little too open
A little too optimistic
It's over in the corner of the bar
Playing poker
Screaming at the top of it's lungs
I'M ALL IN
When it's never
To this day
Had a winning hand

My heart
Is a sad drunk
A little too lonely
A little too caught up in tears
It's over at the counter
Forcing the bartender to take its keys
Because it would rather not go home
Than go home alone again

My heart
Is a reckless drunk
A little too unbalanced
A little too impaired
It's over by the door
Making everyone nervous
A little too good at scaring people away
A little too far gone

Like you
A little too far gone
Turn your head
Shuffle away and pretend you don't notice
The breakdown of a heart
Too drunk on feelings
To know when to stop

I swear looking in your eyes gives me a surreal power to see into the future because when we are face to face I can see us twenty years later curled up in scruffy blankets on a queen sized bed laughing about what we did when we were kids and I swear that the raspy way you say my name makes me envision you fifteen years from now calling me the exact same way from our kitchen

but on some days when I look into those chocolate brown eyes I see you thirty years from now kissing her cheek and whispering soft compliments in her ears

and on some days, our eyes don't meet at all, because they're secured like a padlock in hers, painfully reminding me

of what will never
ever
be

with every word you spoke it felt as if I was falling for you deeper,
and deeper
I had fallen so hard that I had almost forgotten what is was like to stand up on my own two feet again

you seemed not perfect, but just like you had minimal flaws
and I didn't understand how a person could be so beautiful,
everywhere
beautiful in the way they speak, in the way they love, in the way they subconsciously carry themselves
but you're not so beautiful anymore
and I'm shivering and trembling at the fact that I hadn't fallen in love with you as a whole
I had only fallen in love with
a small,
discreet,
part