I always hated recognizing people I knew
in places like stores
or restaurants
or movie theatres.
As if,
I was a different person there,
than any other time I saw them.
Or maybe it was that I was exactly the same
and that was an even bigger problem.
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Butterfly Kisses and Other Miracles
PoetryPoetry about a girl and her thoughts. Poetry about unsaid yet so sorely felt emotion. Poetry. Be gentle. You're holding my heart.
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I always hated recognizing people I knew
in places like stores
or restaurants
or movie theatres.
As if,
I was a different person there,
than any other time I saw them.
Or maybe it was that I was exactly the same
and that was an even bigger problem.