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Emergency Medical Response
I could quote cheesy movies and
tell you how my heart races.
I could say how you're all I think about,
that I can't concentrate.
I could compare you to the sun and
your beauty to a rose.
There's a thousand nice things I could say.
But I won´t.
Instead I'll tell you how much you make me
hurt.
How badly I want
never to see you again.
I´ll push you away
to save myself the pain of
you coming closer.
Because,
speaking from experience,
it all ends in a car crash.
A dead end street of heartbreak.
My heart is hospitalized,
damaged and bruised.
I wish your hand was still enclosed in mine.
Your touch would heal.
I wish you would leave, and
we´d never see each other again.
I wish I was strong enough to not text you,
even when I know I shouldn't.
I wish there was a warning
before the crash.
I wish I was wearing a seat belt.
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