...battle me, battle you...
music: New Born - Muse

here, let me wipe that smudge from your lips and as i lean in, you back away and i don't even get to graze your cheek and i can see the tears and i try and grab your shoulders and tell you it will be alright but as you try and hide away, your fingers graze mine and it's unspoken how you feel for me. there is always a time when things are unclear. the world is opaque and there's always a hint of something beneath the surface but i can't tell the difference between love like or hate. it all smears together in one incoherent splattered canvas. if only i could reach down and pick you up and let you know that this does not need to be anything more.

i don't kiss your toes. i kiss your hip. lipstick smudges your shirt tail. you smile. blue eyes dazzle. this is my fan fiction. 
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