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Aug 2014
the world is

s p i n n i ng

madly,
around us

and I'm down
to my last puff

in a row of shots
the last drop

but let's linger
a little
longer -

we'll play our songs
on repeat

and sometime later,

maybe when we think
we're done talking
and telling
and recalling
all those moments
that got us

f a l l i ng

I'll get up,
take your hand

and pull you up
to your feet

I'll reach out to you -
put my arms around
your neck
and let yours
embrace
my waist

I'll ask you
do you
remember
how we swayed
together
and
will you
even after
this is

over

or maybe,
just maybe,
I won't

perhaps
I'll ask you this instead
close your eyes
count
one
two
three


I'll tell you,
make a wish

leaning in,
I'll whisper,
you can always
ask for this

and right before
you're about to
finally
believe,

just as how
you had me

r e e l i n g

I'll

slowly

slip away
and

leave
this time, I get to do the leaving
littlejoelle
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littlejoelle
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