“TEENAGER IN LOVE”

I can remember everything
you’ve ever worn
or said in my presence
catalogued
it’s one of the constants
that kept me together.

I feel like a teenager in love
following you around
and stuff,
stalking you from a hundred yards
writing down number plates of parked cars

I don’t mean you any harm.

23-02-00

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