• Hannah Flowers

naturally, i am good with people

but i am so bad with you

because i dream of being here,

with you, on purpose

instead of near to you,

on happenstance

i’ve thought about kissing

your eyelids so often

that when they’re in front of me,

i get so nervous

you feel far away in my mind,

and then you are so close,

so real in person

and i say the second thing i think of

because the first is always

“god, i want to kiss you.”

and i don’t even feel myself speak

i just feel static cling to my energy

i see visions of us

but they don’t play out in real life

you live in my heart like a dollhouse

and i live inside of my mind. 

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