Always keep your shoes on your feet

he tells you he loves you
and it sounds so foreign
coming from his lips

you’re not quite sure
what to make of it
the way your hands
suddenly don’t know what to do,
the way your mouth goes dry

his words land on your ears
and your brain tries so hard to comprehend
the way your heart starts to dance,
the new lump in your throat

the walls are cool
in comparison to his skin
and you’re not quite sure
which sounds better,
which might soothe

so you run,
like you always do
and the water on your cheeks
is a surprise,
much like the way something feels
so wrong, so much like a mistake

you think of his skin
you think of the walls
you think of the direction you’re running
and you try not to think about
the sudden ache in your chest


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