Saturday, December 24, 2022

We never stood a chance

There's a finality to this

Your arm draped across my belly

The morning sun peeking through the curtains

Something tells me we will never find ourselves like this

Again

But then, we knew that didn't we?

We always knew this wouldn't last

So easily, casually naked around each other

So open with our bodies

But guarded with everything else

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