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"Stars I can't fathom into constellations"
SANTA CRUZ, CA/18/chai tea & stuff
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I will stay.
I will be your 2-am-dancing-around-the-kitchen-to-70s-rock.
I will be your 8-am-cup-of-coffee-caffeine-kisses.
I will rejoice in the happiness that radiates through your fingertips and your brilliant smile.
I will hold you in the sad-to-your-bones, rubbed-raw-tearducts, holes-in-the-fabric-of-your-soul sadness.
I will love you when I like you.
I will love you more when I don’t.
I will keep your secrets tucked up behind my tongue.
I will keep your heart tucked up behind my ribs.
Because at the end of the day, whether it was a joy-joy-joy-joy-down-in-your-heart sort of day or a crying-out-to-God-on-the-bathroom-floor sort of day, I will stay.
I will stay.
I will stay.
I will stay.
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2016
