Caffeine scrambles my brain like eggs,
that I throw up in front of you.
Because... I like you.
My words, like a puzzle,
don't fit together the right way
to show you what my picture looks like.
So even if you unfocus, then refocus your eyes
it still looks like awkward, like unsure.
Like we almost touched, but didn't.
Like natural flow doesn't exist here
in this upside down reality where
I'm not in charge anymore.
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