PM to AM

With so many slumbers together, you should know me by now. You’re eyes with mine,

my cheek to your brow.

Why with so many secret moments, do you not know where is my heart?

Is it because you took it from the start? Never a daytime have we met, so you never could have obtained that part.

Though your touch fades as the sun awakes, I start to miss the way my being shakes… my mind is at stake.

The guilt makes air hard to find; but it wasn’t real, my heart was never for you to steal… But why and how can these feelings feel so still?

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