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Posted: December 1, 2013 in me

Lying in bed alone
I contemplate the shade of my nail polish
And the way it’s chipped
But I hate the thought of taking it off
Because it touched you
As if my memorization of every pore and hair is kept sealed in
As if it’s meaningful
As if it’s real
As if the aquamarine darkness somehow keeps you close
I contemplate the shade of my nail polish
I can press it against my lips
And pretend
I can run it through my hair
And remember
I can smooth it against my skin
And crave
I contemplate the shade of my nail polish
Because I’m a silly dreamy mushy girl
And little things
Like moments
Keep me visible
And relevant
And bundled
I contemplate the shade of my nail polish
Because it’s safer than contemplating you

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