i am closer to california than i've ever been without being there
but further away from the people who bring me back
who ever knew our life lines would be the only thing strangling our hearts
from a distance your tears sound like laugher
like raindrops on my window
your breath
the one i havent tasted in a over a month
it smells like morning dew
from a distance
our dreams
they taste real enough just to spite memory
how is the texture of your skin without my fingertips soft
what remains the same from a distance
other than our hearts
tangled
too tongue tied to be broken
just aching
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