2-ish years.

Sometimes it’ll cross my mind,

but that’s really all it ever does;

 

stretches end-to-end, and ends.

And my skull’s really not so big.

 

Maybe if I knew where to start,

then, maybe then I would, IDK.

 

I could call you some time, but

then, I guess that I’d then lose.

[…stupid]

You won’t call you me, I know.

You said to stay away forever,

and so I honored your request.

 

They write movies on romance;

CourtTV because its antithesis;

I’d shoot for somewhere middle.

 

That was a JK, but you’d get it.

Yeah I tend to remember Bshit.

 

You’re either a Hellsent demon,

or it was figment of my creation.

 

I wish I knew which one, but as

time passes, you seem less evil.

[must’d been pretty evil]

And I don’t care to clear the air,

I care about only what was in it.

 

I do wish I knew. IDGAF: that’s

not a don’t but do: I really, GAF.

[one or two, min/max]

I’d think of more but less is more.

 

If you read this don’t be flattered.

 

I’m not obsessed, I’m thoughtful.

 

I could write a poem on anything.

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