i remember Sundays

what we have is so fragile
and it has no name
we don’t treat each other
as exes traditionally do
and i’m unsure we could say
that we’re friends
but we get lost in moments
from time to time
and i’m scared that if your skin
brushed mine i’d collapse and
lose myself long enough to
violate my morals and question
the universe

In response to Jeopardize.


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