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Apr 2016
There is comfort
That sits at the end of the sunlit hallway
A familiar soul resting
Against the trademark white and blue

I find warmth in your jacket-clad grasp
And in your groggy, yet reassuring smile
Our voices contain remnants of 2 in the morning
But your eyes still twinkle beneath your heavy eyelids

There is sweetness
In the words that roll off your tongue
And in your unexpected embraces
That melt my heart into honey

I find shelter in the familiar roars of laughter
That ricochet and bounce against the walls
The same ones that have held me
Since my younger and simpler days

There is light
That radiates from your face
A brilliance impossible to ignore, a candle igniting another
And I long to bathe in that heat day after day

I find sorrow in knowing
That it won’t be yours that greets me
In that sunlit hallway anymore
Not for a while, not for a long time

There is hurt
In the way you say “see you soon”
But there is also love in your goodbyes
For I know a warm “hello” is sure to follow

I find peace because I am sure
That there will always be
Other sunlit hallways for us to walk into
But this time I will be holding your hand
SY 2015-2016
Aya Domingo
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