last night.

What is there to say when the end is nigh
Inevitably, unfortunately nigh
We figure, “why try”
When all we I can do is pry and cry.

Every conversation so painstakingly dry
All efforts put into avoiding eye
Contact comes very sporadically; even the graze of the thigh
Causes all the best memories to come to light.

Light are the weight of the steps we make around one another.
Light is what we don’t flick on for fear we wake one another.

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