

thumbelina.i remember lying close, breathing in sync. you reminded me of a daddy long legs, the way we lied entwined.thumbelina.
i was caught in your trap.
insomniac, i sat. tracing your frame was my thing. lying awake, i sang a low tune. i'd pass the time somehow, and then suddenly couldn't wait any longer.
i would get you up, (no alarm clock's gonna kiss each eyelid.) and you'd wrap your arms around my tiny little waist all over again. i felt so small there. you would sing to me.
back then, i was living a fairytale.
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