"Can you imagine meeting someone
who figures out
why you're so guarded?
Can you imagine finding someone who stays?
No matter who you put them through
they always remain on the front porch
waiting for you.
The light never goes out
your outline always remains in the bed sheets
they never fill your draw in the wardrobe
They become a part of you
and you become a part of them
So much so
that if they were to ever go missing
it would feel like you went missing too"
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