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Posted on March 26, 2015 Updated on April 5, 2015

I don’t Photoshop my pictures

So I won’t edit my words

My hair is uncontrollable

Like my moods

The crinkled bills in my pockets

Seem to evaporate

Before I can count them

I drive with the windows up

To block the phantom kisses

Even my phone is a reminder

Of what I don’t have

Each buzz suffocating me further

Because I know it’s not you

It’s never you

It was our connection

But you aren’t there, tugging at the other end anymore

I wish my heart was as unbreakable as the diamond you gave me