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Which way is that thing I don't like?22I think my friend is becoming myloverWe spent the day together, sitting on the terracei showed you an earlier poemthe one about therapyIn the evening we stopped talkingwe stared at each otheri watched you growing oldwith pain leaking from your faceYou googled forums about spirit bondswe walked along the edge of confessionYou said my jumper looked softi asked if i could sit next to youour bones knockedMy chest ached until it didn%u2019tit became an oceanwhere little satellites float aroundon bubbles of lightI said i wasn%u2019t scared of youi was just scared i would hurt youyou laughedi sounded like a fuckboyi told you not to worrymy heart tore wide openmy chest became an oceanthat wanted to hold your painbut then i was likedo i have a saviour complex?
