His shoulders aren't soft enough.
not familiar enough.
There's no spark.
Not like our spark.
(please, take it like a firefly,
and put it in a jar,
put the jar where hearts are supoused to be,
and keep it safe there.
You'll always be alive here,
in my little word of memories).














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