Ocean tides locked their eyes with mine. Matched the rhythm of their sighs before tossing me into the unknown abyss. These days are abyss like. I appreciate the nothingness,I sure do but I liked them even more when you let your nothingness press on me. On my arms, on my words, on my mind.
There is a shadow of your left brain forming on my steering wheel. As if my love-balloon car still feels you sitting on the passenger seat and there are times I can hear my engine groan because it misses blowing cool air conditioned air on your prefect face.
Lets rejoice in the slowness. Before. After. In between.
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