Up at dawn.
Thinking about you.
And the way.
We used to be.
So full of ourselves.
I would stay the night.
But I can't fathom.
Another fall.
Because.
After all.
Isn't love supposed.
To be.
A sort of.
Funny feeling in you.
That leaves you.
Almost like the edge of a cliff.
You'd lie.
And.
I'd lie.
Next to you.
Above you.
Watching the way.
You breathe slowly.
Just for me.
I thought.
I think.
Wrongly.
I can't say.
Whether or.
Not.
What we had.
Was the real.
Thing.
But it.
All feel.
S.
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me.
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Ow.