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My marveling spent on your outline,

frames that don’t hold any pasts,

maybe no future.

But this blood is not something I can stop from burning.

I pull out my eyelashes from floor to ceiling,

wishing when I can’t dream,

smiling when I can’t see,

staying when I can’t leave.

With the flick of a finger,

the blink of an eye,

you’re a dark room I can’t figure out without stumbling.

But this heart is not something I can turn on and off.

Please don’t leave me in this galaxy

when you go stargazing,

and when the dawn breaks

please leave the light on when you go.