Almost

When I imagine you,
What do I see? 

I picture a tall stature,
Awkward bones covered by a baggy tee and jeans, 
Hair brown & soft to the touch. 
You flash a crooked smile
That lingers everywhere I go

I hear a snarky voice,
and the quiet whirring of your brain.
You'd probably make me laugh just as much. 
Annoyed as much, too.

I want to feed it,
And make it grow strong.
I’d wake up to those steady hands,
A warmth I’ve imagined for so long.

But no matter how much I yearn for it,
Circle it, 
He'll only exist in my mind,
And the buzz of my phone.

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