Sun, 03/16/2014 - 23:07 -- dasw16


I know.

I know from the way you

text me,

talk to me,

look at me.

Exactly how you,

and everyone else feels about me.

The atmosphere,

The power,

All mine.

It doesn’t matter,

If we bat for the same team.

Or bat for different teams,

I still have all the power.

I pick the relationships I want.

The ones I keep,

The ones I lose,


And mine alone to pick.

No one else’s.


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