because you take my hand in the morning.
because you whispered the postal service.
because of morning breath and perspiration.
because of breath and ears and your blanket.
because of peanut butter and jelly and the chair in jordan's basement.
because of old music videos.
because when i trip, i fall and you fall with me.
because you were illuminated by a sunrise.
because you are broken, and this doesn't scare me.
because when i see you i really see you upside down.
because your past is more fucked up than mine.
because i'm scared of your future.
because i don't see myself in it.
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