between us stretches five hundred and seventy two thousand dotted yellow lines
four hundred and eighty eight diners
more broken hearts that i can count
three color streaked mornings followed by 25 hour days moving west.
my dear friend, what i would give to make all the lines and hearts disappear
just to sit in your company
share pillows
try and figure out what the hell is going on.
tomorrow morning the darkness will be taken
cheesecake will still taste as sweet
music will still find rest in your soul
and i will love you just the same if not more as i already do.
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