He reaches for me
in the middle of the night
he's still asleep
and yet he pulls me tight
against his skin
he breathes me in
I used to think
how long can this thing last
but before I blinked
it seems the decades passed
but time moves along
soon he'll be gone
and there's nothing to do
but keep on keeping on
Soon I'll reach for him
in the middle of the night
he won't be there
to sigh and pull me tight
against his skin
or breathe me in
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