"so pick me. choose me. love me. I'll be at Joes tonight, so if you do decide to sign the papers, meet me there."
Flipping my bed sheets around
the room feels brand new
The black fig scented candle
blown out with a wish.
I can’t tell you what it is-or else it won’t come true.
to love and to be loved
quietly, steadily, constantly.
one last night,
one last time-
you tonight with me.
tomorrow,
a memory.
always on the horizon,
just a little ways out of reach.
Through curtains drawn i can see
The seasons
come and go.
And know,
whether bundled up
Or breathing out,
I'll shiver my way home or
Run sunburnt
back to your house.
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