You

i hardly remember the last time i watch your face when you sleep.
trace the wrinkles,
count your eye lashes,
watching you breathing hard as hard as the days you have had.

but i am doing it now
and everything flashes back.

it is amazing how my brain remembers the every-little-things in fourteen years.

the alarm beeps.
and your eyes opened up.

"hello" i said.

thisclose.






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