Challenge
love.
Write about the purest form of love. But to be more realistic, add practical, possibly impure, aspects.
Can’t Catch
You join the circle
to throw the frisbee around
my heart speeds up
you pass to me
that stupid blue disc
slides through my fingers
you don't react
to the easy throw i couldn't catch
the game goes on
i watch you from out the corner of my eye
i notice how you throw
gentler just to me
wish it were just me
and you
wish i could tell you
your the reason
i can't catch
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