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our distance has a way

She kept me close
like the locket from her neck
she held me tight
holding the regret
holding the sex
that she forgets

i never wanted to breathe
and i didn't ask to receive
such a gift like this
such a life like this
but, heaven you exist
in letters
and sentences

i hope
the phrases all make sense
i hope the words
all in tense
breathe themselves out your heart
and settle in my skin

we will never be
better
greater
newer
then what i am today
and when the clouds
part, slowly
showing their
inverse insides
inside out

we hold hands and believe, don't we?

let me be