Struck By Watts

Daffni Gingerich

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Standing on the bed while he sleeps I stare until he acknowledges me. When he does I snuggle up and ask him to kiss every part of me if he wants to go back to sleep. Reminds me of how I always used to get in trouble for staying up late. We had bunk beds and I was always on top. Until we moved and no longer had to share a room. Some things change, some things don’t, this is an inconsistent ocean. But the lantern’s still lit, Always a beacon, always a door. When I heard your voice I wanted to yell, but what you had to say was more important so I kept my cool. If I could add you to my shelf, I would, but that’s impossible so come and go as you please. But don’t be gone too long because one day we’ll no longer be…

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