I'll watch the night turn light blue, but it's not the same without you, because it takes two to whisper quietly. The silence isn't so bad, til I look at my hands and feel sad, because the spaces between my fingers are right where yours fit perfectly. I'll learn to pose in new ways, though I haven't slept in two days, cuz cold nostalga chills me to the bone. But drenched in vanilla twilight, I'll sit on the porch all night, waist deep in thoughts, because when I think of you, I don't feel so alone.
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