Someday Sweetheart

This isn’t the end,

because forever is inevitable,

just a hurried, worried breath,

before I allow myself some peace.

You have been banished to my pillows for a while now.

I keep you, quietly pouting, in the back of my mind,

patient in my passionate dreams,

waiting for the world to slow, and my mind to dim,

fading you back in.

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