heavy

do you have the courage to feel the weight of emotion on your shoulders, around your waist,

when i rest my fingers across the back of your neck, when i lean my body against yours and you walk backwards

dragging my feet against shiny wooden floors

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my fingers are still sticky and smelling of ruby raspberry jam

the windows are open

and my apartment smells like dead leaves and autumn

this is a time of transition

just like the weather in chicago

i can't seem to make up my mind

i'm hoping it all works out

i need an outline

a new perspective

a plan of action

i need direction and support is all around me

i need a hug and a warm blanket tonight

the wind outside is changing direction

and all i can feel is the cool breeze deep in my bones