stretching for the warmth you evoked.
i can remember when your head hit the cement
and blood spread everywhere, or when your mother
was running through the forest and the cold of your hand
frightened me even more. the blue of your eyes real wide,
the other a different shade- i can settle into myself
without you, but you? i miss you.
i can feel the echo of the wind, through my whole body.
without your prescense it seems spacious, or vacant.
it's really beautiful how much you've grown, we've grown.
i really think it would be even more beautiful if we could continue
to grow. together.
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