we know this.

i gave you my song.
he sent me his photo.

and erased it.

the meaning remains.

i’ll always interpret differently to how you’d like.

innocent transfers.
a tidal wave.

more time spent dreaming of you than i ever spent with you.
the usual.

no response.
can’t find words that don’t deride its existence.

we will be.

it is done.
we live.

that is all.

you are loved.

we know this.

i will be afraid.

we know this.

but loved.


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