Between

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2019

you take my heart with you.

sweet talker.

midnight moon.

I know she doesn’t lie when I lie awake.

I hope she will measure the nights between us.

we already have too much space and she has so much more.

she is further from me than you

but still sometimes

she sings me to sleep.

is that a promise?

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Written 9/26/19

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