Wednesday, March 11, 2009



My face felt so hot and heavy all I wanted to do was sleep. But I saw you in your room, on your back. I wanted to lay beside you, like I use to do when you were smaller. Once, I forgot to leave and I slept on the same twin the entire night with your face under the pillow.

I sat down. You asked "What are you doing?" Like you never knew. I am a stranger now because you grew up.

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