limited to but not including
limited but including
the words stuck in my head
'aint much out there to have feelings for'
from a Drake song.
Before that he says
'you're still the one I adore' –
which I'm omitting
–
the sight of you in that position was so reminiscent
there's no similarities really
(the colour of your skin?)
(the softness of your face?)
(the way your make up smudges itself on my glasses lenses?)
but lying there looking up at almost all of you
was reminiscent of a time when I was your age
feeling things as intensely as you are now.
Does it fade, the feeling?
Or get smaller
less invasive
more tuned
as our brain cells start to die
after we turn twenty five.
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