Dawn

Watching your chest rise and fall

Your arm curled around the pillow

The sound of your breath as it escapes your lips

Morning light catches your arm hair, making it appear golden

Three months ago I would have moved in closer

Three months ago I had no doubt you loved me

This morning, as dawn breaks, I memorize each and every part of you

Knowing this will all come to an end

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