I remember
faking sleep
just to count your breath
memorizing
all the details
of your face-
your eyebrows
your lips, and the mole
on your
cheek
trying to find peace
between the strands
of your h a i r , along
with the rhythm
of your
h e a r t b e a t
that lulls me
to sleep.
Dec 20, 2018
Dec 20, 2018 at 11:50 AM UTC
I remember
faking sleep
just to count your breath
memorizing
all the details
of your face-
your eyebrows
your lips, and the mole
on your
cheek
trying to find peace
between the strands
of your h a i r , along
with the rhythm
of your
h e a r t b e a t
that lulls me
to sleep.
I miss you
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