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Us in the Morning

A Poem

By Emily SchroederPublished 6 years ago 1 min read
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when my friends ask about you

i think of us in the morning;

the way you long for a kiss

that i’ve never granted you,

and the sheets begging to be wrapped around the warmth of our bodies pressed together.

i think of the life that we live right now,

staying up talking about anything,

but when i feel your breath lingering

on my lips begging to be touched,

seeing your eyes dart from my eyes to my lips asking for acceptance;

like two opposite sides of the magnet

that want to connect together so badly,

but one matching side has to be flipped

in order to find its pair and meet as one.

with one effortless rotation of the object,

the magnet is flipped - - moved around,

and the metals clink together

forming a seemingly forever bond

that is so hard to be broken,

yet it was so easy to put together.

i remember,

when two of the same magnets

are dying to be pushed together,

as much as you force it

in the end,

they’ll never connect.

heartbreak
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