i often leave in the night
where everything that is loved is forgotten
in your darkness
in our silence
in the parts of forgotten skies
and constellation
where we left the moment of our bodies
dangling in your doorway
praying to be noticed
i levae then
when you are asleep
and i know you are breathing hard
and heavy
like you are alive
more than you are awake
i leave then
before the pain sets in
before the sun rises
and can show us all the scars
we have ignored
pretended to forget
that will never leave us
to be
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