Adventura, Poetry
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I like words and how they communicate
feeling but there are some feelings
you can only communicate
by touch;

like the feeling I get from playing with
your hair when your hands are too
busy to humour me – or how your
body always curves so perfectly into
mine as if we were once two halves
of the same whole.

But I have no words to describe
the ones you take from my mouth
when you tell me we’ve been living
in a haze;

even with all the pretty words
that I’ve learned to string together,

I still have no words for this feeling.

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Hi, I’m Emily and I like to think of myself as a kaleidoscope, but one that ranges from a spectrum of commitment issues to emotional hoarding, all circling around varying shades of anxiety. People say I have trouble ‘staying present’ and I’ve found that daydreaming becomes significantly less acceptable in your 20’s.

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