i won’t admit it

i dream of holding you close to me, skin to skin.

longing for your touch, i ask myself do i live up to my name?

over distances cut short, i imagine your life where your time belonged to me instead.

voices swim, the sound brings the calm. each time you speak a wall comes down.

echoes tend to bounce on my skin, i am a trampoline for impossible ideas.

yet while resting i like to imagine

our future in my head

“us” doesn’t seem that far.

i won’t admit it. not yet.

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