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Dec 2013
He asked her that night
it it all was okay,
and with a smile
all she said was "of course!"
The part she didn't say, though,
was that the reason she seemed off
had to do with him.
With her head on his chest,
and her breathing keeping time
with the rise and fall
of his heart against her cheek,
with his fingers in her hair
and his lips pressed to her forehead,
she wondered if letting him know
could do them any harm.
But she thought about his carefulness
and how he felt on falling,
breathed him in again,
and closed her eyes.
She thought to herself
that it could wait,
at least for a little while.
From when I didn't know how to tell you I loved you.
annmarie
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annmarie  Chicago
(Chicago)   
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