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It's odd
How enamored I still am with you
The way you talk
The way you run
The way that your hand rests on your phone with the red and silver ring on your left hands ring finger
I wonder if it's sentimental to you
The way your hair curls just enough to look fluffy
Your knee and the mahogany Hoodie
I really like that colour
I have a hoodie in the same one
And I am listening to your favorite band
I'd like it to be mine again
But it's not
It's yours just as I am,
Tied to you like thousands of tiny knots
I'll break my nails on trying to undo
I'm sitting five feet from you listening to your favorite band and I'm not crying.
The worst part is
It's good music
But it's not mine.
