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Paper Airplanes By: Bridget Zhang

I try to hold my heart together one last time.
I pray that he is holding it too.
But could he?
Could he hold me and love all my imperfections?
Would I ever be perfect?
When all I have ever done was adoring him from a distance.
When all I have ever done was giving him chance after chance.
How much more can he toy with me?
As if my heart and his lips are just paper airplanes.
Never able to make a safe landing.
But how could I let him go?
One more time.
When I just always think the paper airplanes are enough.
It never is.

Author:

Bridget Zhang is a dancer. performer. choreographer. teacher. writer. photographer. lover. daughter. granddaughter. niece. family. friend.

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