while you retreat into yourself,
i make some coffee, then put on
some music, and wait for your
return, still i find love in these
sad moments, and a lover whos
always afraid of being alone,
what did your dad do to you? ,
and is this why you keep a
night light on, , even after all
these years you cry and slowly
break, then fade into a small space.
then you call my name and i hold
you tight..for in these arms you are
always safe.
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