we crawled back into our shells
and sighed, and closed our eyes
like the day was done
deep in both our minds
we were quick-sanded under by our many doubts
beneath my skin, there is not you
beneath my skin is mine alone
in the hollow of ourselves
we debated whether to jump or fall
like it was a choice we could make
behind your eyes, there is not me
behind your eyes is you alone
we were spinning in lonely orbits
like two pulled grenades
ticking to touch
and break into real lovers
someday.
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