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Her phone…..
Makes a lot of noise while she’s asleep.
All the different songs and buzzes gently pound against the outermost layer of my Cerebral cortex.
Or,
maybe thats just me over thinking…..
I mean it’s really none of my business to be thinking at all.
Besides,
if she’s here with me
physically,
why should I care about who’s on the other end of a phone call...
or text..
Let me lie back down
and lie to myself,
About what this really is and how much it means to me.
She’s free
I’m free
So we can be
Whatever we want to be
And if we choose to live this life differently
Then we must accept living life separately
Respectfully
I know
For us
There is no infinity or beyond for this temporary universe we've created,
Just a black hole containing the sweetest dreams turned nightmares.
