a little poem found in henry’s notes app in early august 2020
after the dnc, before the lake house invitation
my tongue is dull and heavy
my mouth is threaded shut
all i can do is paint my heart on my face
i’ll chant your name in my mind and pray it shows in my eyes
if you hold an ounce of pity for me
you’ll hear my heart in the way my thumbs brush under your eyes
and you’ll use your clever lips to speak it into the open
feel the same or don’t
just swear you’ll always hear what i’m not saying
and in return i swear
that i’ll never pretend to be anything less than in love with you.
-H
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