dear exhaustion, can't say i've missed you. i feel heavy in more ways than one and it's making my tongue far sharper than necessary. my fuse feels short and all it takes is bad weather to light me up and send me on my way.
i want to hear the roar of phone against wood and the sound of "hello," filling my ears.
i want to have you to myself when the sun sets.
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