when we went to see black hawk down

and you put your arm around me

and i froze for

like

ten seconds

feeling the heat

of the blood

passing through your valves

pulse

pulse pulse

i hate it when we just stare

at the screen ahead

pretending to watch

when we're obviously not.

i didn't remember a thing from that movie

but i wish i grabbed your hand

when i could've.



Moi, j'avais jamais rien dit. Rien

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