4.4.19

When I met you I was fifteen
I was young
And the world hadn’t made a home in the darkest parts of me yet
You were young too
And you were enraptured by the shiny new toy that was my heart


You looked at me like I was a museum
your nose pressed up against the glass
And I put every facet of my soul on display, just for you
You were the last person I ever did that for

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