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Watch Your Back

Watch your back
Love creeps up behind you and suffocates You with chloroform 
It sneaks in the door like a moth following the light through the crack of the door
It makes you feel like a kid on summer vacation on their way to Disney land 
It feels like that moment you light the candle after cleaning the house 
Love feels like the first hint of the warm sun on the side of your face 
It feels like finding a $100 bill in your pocket
It feel like all the things that make you feel good until it doesn’t. 
When it doesn’t, love feels like someone is stabbing you in the heart every. 
single
Day 
It feels like you have a broken leg but don’t have crutches
It feels like a sore throat
Like someone is stabbing you, 
constantly, in the neck.
Watch your back
Because love is great until it isn’t 
Watch your back 
Because when it’s bad, it’s bad.
And no one is safe. 

6/10/19 Laura Soriano

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