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9:51am Sunday, May 5th, 2013 I wake up to the sound of rain. With my eyes closed I listen to it drum against my window, And I listen to his steady breaths. With my head on his chest I can feel his heart beat, And I feel his hand on my bare back. And in this moment, this perfect contentment, I know that I love him. And in this moment, this pure and quiet joy, I feel as though I'll never be alone. 8:05am Tuesday, October 8th, 2013 I wake up to the sound of rain. With my eyes still closed, I listen to it drum against my window. And I swear I can almost hear him breathing, Can almost feel his heart beat, And his fantom hand on my bare back. And I cling to the memory of this moment, Trying desperately to delay the pain. And I brace myself for the moment, When I will wake up alone.
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Oct 26, 2013
Oct 26, 2013 at 1:19 PM UTC
Waking
9:51am Sunday, May 5th, 2013 I wake up to the sound of rain. With my eyes closed I listen to it drum against my window, And I listen to his steady breaths. With my head on his chest I can feel his heart beat, And I feel his hand on my bare back. And in this moment, this perfect contentment, I know that I love him. And in this moment, this pure and quiet joy, I feel as though I'll never be alone. 8:05am Tuesday, October 8th, 2013 I wake up to the sound of rain. With my eyes still closed, I listen to it drum against my window. And I swear I can almost hear him breathing, Can almost feel his heart beat, And his fantom hand on my bare back. And I cling to the memory of this moment, Trying desperately to delay the pain. And I brace myself for the moment, When I will wake up alone.
mariah-fairre
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Oct 26, 2013
Oct 26, 2013 at 1:19 PM UTC
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