Close your eyes and breathe.

Remember the night he first held your hand. Stop.

Hold your breath.

(he will never leave you he will never leave you like a shoreline on your creased palm)


We are stardust and sneezes and air pockets and last i love yous and lips in moments we forgot until we walked past the same corner she took a break from carrying a burden on a Saturday afternoon and you laughed when i did too

and all these things begin again so I wait like a lamp post, and each apartment complex is built one brick at a time,

so I breathe.


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