i relish these quiet nights

where i stay up till' 5am

singing songs on repeat

doing what i want

with no one to interrupt me


although we've only talked a little,

shes sleeping and i cant wake her up

the joy of a possible future is still fresh

within my gut


tomorrow she'll message me

and i'll do the same things i usually do

my body memory will kick in

and we'll do this dance once again

but with another person

i'll still love it

as i did every time before

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maybe one day i'll show her the things i write

but maybe this time, i'll try keeping everything to myself

the world seems to work better this way