Ever felt like you met your other half and that your

World folded neatly like a little locket clasp

And the silence, and the stars, and the feeling of my breath

Catching and swelling but ultimately just

Nothing and yet always, always pulling like a gravity

Clandestine lover souls bumping heads in a nebulous eternity

I don’t want to do the same things I did

The last time so I won’t but

I’m enjoying remembering

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