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bid me a few seconds, monsieur or madame
Excuse me for a moment,
let me wallow
in what was out of anyone's control.
Remember when we held each others
hair back in the bathroom
and let the world fall from our eyes,
when we caught stars
on the tips of our tongues in the cold, in the dark,
when things weren't wrong;
because I do.
I remember smiling
and knowing that all that had happened
and that all we didn't want to happen
wasn't important
in our moment of scrawny leaves
falling off your roof.
Ironed sheets and white out
won't fix this one.
let me wallow
in what was out of anyone's control.
Remember when we held each others
hair back in the bathroom
and let the world fall from our eyes,
when we caught stars
on the tips of our tongues in the cold, in the dark,
when things weren't wrong;
because I do.
I remember smiling
and knowing that all that had happened
and that all we didn't want to happen
wasn't important
in our moment of scrawny leaves
falling off your roof.
Ironed sheets and white out
won't fix this one.
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