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There's sanity in watching you sleep at night My anxiety sometimes doesn't let me but watching and listening to you breath breath after breath slow and soft and unconscious breathing it's enough to melt everything else away for a while it's enough to make me sane again I don't get to see it often only when my house is closer to point A than yours or I ask you to come keep me company But I know soon point B will always be our apartment We feel so lost right now trying to find a place to call home But I believe we'll find it It'll be overpriced and small I don't know where we'll put all your shoes or all my camera equipment I imagine our clothes will be packed in our suitcases forever because there won't be any closet space We'll be too close to the freeway and the trucks will keep us up at night and our upstairs neighbors will be breakdancers or something and they'll always be on the wrong timezone but none of that will matter as long as you hold me and as long as every night I get to hear your breathing
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Mar 25, 2018
Mar 25, 2018 at 3:54 PM UTC
Sanity
There's sanity in watching you sleep at night My anxiety sometimes doesn't let me but watching and listening to you breath breath after breath slow and soft and unconscious breathing it's enough to melt everything else away for a while it's enough to make me sane again I don't get to see it often only when my house is closer to point A than yours or I ask you to come keep me company But I know soon point B will always be our apartment We feel so lost right now trying to find a place to call home But I believe we'll find it It'll be overpriced and small I don't know where we'll put all your shoes or all my camera equipment I imagine our clothes will be packed in our suitcases forever because there won't be any closet space We'll be too close to the freeway and the trucks will keep us up at night and our upstairs neighbors will be breakdancers or something and they'll always be on the wrong timezone but none of that will matter as long as you hold me and as long as every night I get to hear your breathing
suburbanflowerchild
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19/F/Honolulu, Hawaii
Mar 25, 2018
Mar 25, 2018 at 3:54 PM UTC
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