One night

"I am suspended between who I was without you and who I am about to become when you are no longer a distance I love, but a person I can keep close."

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“If one day the moon calls you by your name don’t be surprised, because every night I tell her about you.”

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I keep thinking of it.
How simple it will be,
once impossible.

Your arms around me
for the very first time.
The shape of that moment
engraved into my veins.

Your hand in mine,
how many times have I imagined it?
Joy has been building,
her grip strenghtens.

We will be soft,
and silly,
and quiet in the same breath.
Two people learning
the texture of each other’s presence.

I think I will say your name differently.
I think it will change
once it has lived in the same air as you.

One night.
I am suspended
between who I was without you
and who I am about to become
when you are no longer
a distance I love,
but a person I can keep close.

Music will exist around us,
places will open themselves to us,
the world will continue
in all its ordinary beauty.

It will feel different.
Because I am in it
with you.

No more wondering
how it will feel.
No more almost.

Just you.
Real,
within reach,
within breath.

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