lying on my bed
the cool
warm?
no
just air
no judgment
the air outside comes through the screen
i have open windows
distant cars
hums
light whoosh every so often
and my bed is
soft and welcomes me
i am starting to remember
my existence
i am starting to feel calm
for the first time in ages
its silly
but i feel your presence
maybe that's why
i love
the windows open
so you can reach me
i fall asleep
with the light on
feeling and sending
love
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