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snuggle

I snuggle into your warmth,
A phantom projection of my own.

Bare feet, cold tile,
I don't put on the lights because that's something you would do.

This house feels so big,
The halls feel empty,
My soul is silent.

There is no laughter;
I've forgotten how to smile.

There's static in your memory.
We live in s t a c c a t o;
I can't seem to make my way fully back into your orbit.

I waited for reality to crash
And it answered me.

Take me out,
one last time.
Fake me out,
like there's never been a first time.

Leave me alone in a hurricane made of small tidal waves,
And I'll snuggle into the deep.