Another night on sticky seats, you pushed away. But I was there for the whole thing trying. I wonder when you started to look past my gaze. I still see you with your head facing down. In the dead of night, I still say your name. Always fleeting. So push the blankets down and turn the lights back off. Leave the door half-cracked for the next one who will be so much more than you. Until that day comes, I will rest with those spent words in the only place we can hide. On the edge of your tongue, and on your worn fingers. We wasted all of our time but I have never thought twice.
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