Bird As Fish

He'll think I'm amazing. He'll think I'm great. He'll fall in love with me as I dance down the hall, when I think no one is watching. He'll fall in love with me when we dance in the kitchen while we're doing dishes. My smile will hold his gaze. He'll put his hands on my waist and look at me, and tell me he likes me better than anyone else in the world.

He thinks I'm amazing. He thinks I'm great. He falls in love with me as I dance down the hall, when no one is looking. But what good is it if he doesn't put his hands on my waist and tell me he likes me better than anyone else in the world? Speechless, mute, maimed. Still, spitting in your face. How can I take such love and trample it? I don't know. Crucify, I am no better.

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