Arms.

“We are still finding each other.”

And in that moment when you said those words

I pictured arms growing from our minds, like wings on birds

Trying to feel the brain of the other

Just to know you a little better

Tracing your veins

Understanding every loop of your brain

Telepathically know what you are going to say

Maybe then we can truly be upfront and honest with each other every other day

But brains are just brains

And only speaking our minds can save us from this never ending rain

“No. I don’t want to feel nothing any further.”

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