“It’s about who you miss at two in the afternoon when you’re busy, not two in the morning when you’re lonely” -UNKNOWN, Source: BerlinArtParasites

Boys who cry,

I’m weak at the knees.

Girls with plaits.

Adopted smiles.

Accented. Why do you hide it so?

Let me hear how your mother talks.

Hunted breakfast

Eggs on toast.

Barefoot. Soft padding on

Cold tiles.

Your smile is the same as

Every other smile I’ve ever seen.

Your eyes shine no more

Than Daddy’s ever did.


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