By: shelbi henny

Counting seconds
Collectively feeling 
Disclosure forming 
Impossiblities that fade
Replaying almost 
I dreamed of falling in 
Love and being your wife
First movements 
Tasting like air 
Holding so much into my
Back pockets
That it seemed petty
To think you would wait
Believing in expansion
Following false notions 
That grounded me in 
Yet my heart left in 
I could've stayed in this
I could have made this 
Almost never counts 
To say the least
Wish you the best with 
someone else
Deep down wishing it was me

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