Crush

She was a crush from his youth

That still endured 

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Pockets

Pockets

He kept his hands in his pockets

Empty 

Clutching nothing

Only taking them out when needed 

When done

Pushed back down

Deep

Clenched

Curled

Or straight in

Fingers not moving

Just still

Waiting to be used

Called out again

Depended on to do their job

Then back 

Again

Ready for when he needed them next

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B/W

She radiates beauty

Even in black and white 

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moved

She moved on

But he couldn't 

She moved on

But he wouldn't

She moved on

Eventually

He moved on

Too

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easy love hard live

Loving him came easy

His smile

His self depreciation 

His emotional range

The way his eyes could see through her soul

But

Living with him could be hell

His face bore all of his thoughts 

His darkness consumed

His emotional rage cut deep

And his eyes could get lost in thoughts that stole him away and she never knew if he'd return

Yes

Loving him was easy

But living with him

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I am a night to remember and a day to forget

Easy to love

Hard to live with

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he saw her

He saw her

And he knew

He loved her

Without a word

He knew 

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