We floated away, once,
bellies down, drowning in dreams
You used to wake at 3 am
wild-eyed and aware
Now it’s empty here,
and I’m alone
watching the shadows
slide across the ceiling
Spilling secrets
and pieces of eternity
Reminding me
of how fleeting
fickle hearts can be
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Very deep and heartfelt keep writing.