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I had created a routine out of you

The nights we would fill with conversation                                                                    

and adventure proceeding on into the                                                                    

early morning when you'd fall asleep in mid-thought                                                

and I would still be up to have the pleasure of                                                            

picturing your beautiful eyes resting                                                                              

your hair disheveled against your pillow

I would carry my restless body to class and                                                                  

wait anxiously for the day to be over so that                                                                    

I could dive once again into our perfect little world                                                  

I had created a routine out of you

Our nights began to run on different schedules                                                      

and "we" tore itself apart by the                                                                                              

early morning and "I" would fall asleep (or try) without knowing if                                      

"you" had closed your beautiful eyes or                                                                  

laid your head against your pillow 

I would drag myself out of bed to class and                                                            

wait for the day to be over so that                                                                                  

I could crawl back into bed