Yes, this one is for you.

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90638
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33° 54' 16.3944" N, 118° 0' 45.9108" W

If your words carved themselves into my skin as you spoke them:

 
I would embrace you. 
I'd wait for you to whisper my name,
so I could watch it be etched into my forearm.
A reminder that you love me for who I am, and I should too.
 
I'd hope that the arguments,
the words that cut like knives,
would end up on the soles of my feet. 
Then, I could learn from my pain with every step.
Forgive, but not forget.
 
I'd wait for apologies to scar my palms-
private tokens to prove that we have grown- 
and proof that our roots, though they did not grow straight,
are now anchored deeper than we ever could imagine. 
 
And I know, with all certainty, that your lilting, comforting, everyday words-
"don't forget"
"okay"
"I believe you"-
would be tattooed on my legs.
They would curl and overlap and wrap from hips to toes,
for all the world to see. 
 
Your secrets would seek shelter over my heart.
With confessions and fears feeling my pulse below,
a testament to trust,
the words would no longer hold power over you.
And two would share the burden of one. 
 
I'd smile because your jokes,
especially the ones that weren't funny,
would appear on my sides. 
Laughter is the best medicine, they say.
We both know they're right. 
 
If anyone hurt you,
I'd be sucker punched too.
As you'd tell me the story, with tears in your eyes,
I'd feel the weight of each syllable on my stomach.
When you'd feel pain, I'd help you heal
 
 
 
And when the light fades from the sky and we watch the stars glimmer,
while we listen to the night and fill our lungs with new life,
as I see you beside me and wish I could live in this moment forever,
you'd say two words: "it's beautiful".
And those words would echo in my head, carved into each thought until the end of time.
This poem is about: 
Me

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