Staring in the dark

We lay here
I’ve been wasting time in dark for an hour, desperate not to move. That’s what I’m always doing in love. Desperate not to move or maybe you’ll wake and leave.

Your head weighs on my arm in the same way a broken heart weighs on the chest.

Music still rings light in the house and
candles that gave up stink with burnt air. I loved it all.
I loved it all.

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