You cuss as we shrug away the thought of each other's fragility and instead overwrite it with the sort of insanity that keeps you sane. Yet we look away and with much self-discipline place our thoughts above our actions and I dive straight for what i think is your, invaded heart but somehow i end up in another path. And for a moment the loneliness seems bearable and the silence isn't so loud because all i can think of is how your fingers hold mine or the way i am clutching yours rather and then, then comes the slight feel of your chest against my back. Nothing else matters.
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