not like the way that first sunray feels

when it hits your winter-pale skin

not like the contented way you fall asleep

in your hammock

underneath the moonlight

like the saltwater smell in your hometown

or the taste of banana pancakes on the weekends

not like the kick you get

when you snap a perfect picture

not the like the adrenalin that travels through you veins

 whe...

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And she will always reflect

the hidden traits 

in which you already possess 

~ nicoline ~

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I see you

I hear you

I feel you

Is what you tell me 

Still

I keep explaining

Keep excusing 

Keep blaming myself

Please

Don't tell me you understand

Listen.

- nicoline 

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