Even though we're on the phone
I'm looking down
To avoid your beautiful blue eyes.
You're a whirl wind of emotions.
joking, irritated, suicidal.
And suddenly as you ask
"Can you make it through the night?"
I'm no longer sure.
Something about your voice
cracks the dam of emotions
I've been keeping at bay.
Something about you makes me shatter
like an expensive vase
something about you
glues me back together
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