I look at the bold letters
Tattooed down your spine
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I see, even from my desk, the places
We’ve been
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I would daydream about you
And remember how you bruised me.
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I should hate you for it
It’s my fault, I should’ve stopped you
When I reached
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Yet here I am, sitting at my desk, compelled
To be with you again
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Keanna Peña '25 is an English and Creative Writing major with a minor in Dance. She is a managing editor for The Weekly and loves writing about student events on campus and sharing her poetry.
